A Quote by Nancy Lam

I do not believe in guilt, moderation or dull pencils. — © Nancy Lam
I do not believe in guilt, moderation or dull pencils.
Procrastination is something you do yourself. You know: "I gotta sharpen these pencils before I start. I got 20 pencils, they're looking kinda dull." Well, the pencils aren't calling you and alluring you and inviting you and offering you anything. They're just sitting there. You're the one who's procrastinating.
Peter was dull; he was at first Dull; - Oh, so dull - so very dull! Whether he talked, wrote, or rehearsed - Still with his dulness was he cursed - Dull -beyond all conception - dull.
Moderation in all things. And even moderation in moderation. Don't get too much moderation, you know?
There's no need to sharpen my pencils anymore. They're sharp enough. Even the dull ones will make a mark.
Keep to the middle if you wish to keep moderation. The mid way is the safe way. Moderation abides in the mean, and moderation is virtue. Every abiding place outside the bounds of moderation is only exile to the wise man.
I talked to people in the pencil industry and I talked to people as I was sharpening their pencils about the frustrations they have with pencils, so I really did do my research and I do know more about pencils than most people.
I assumed that the pencil market was collapsing, but then it turns out that from 2010 to 2011 in the United States, pencil consumption went up by over six percent. I mean, those are all foreign-made pencils. Those are probably Chinese pencils, mostly, and Mexican pencils. I mean, it is an archaic communication technology, but it is still ubiquitous.
I believe in guilt. There's not enough guilt around these days for my taste.
I don't think I ever owned twenty pencils at one time. Wearing down seven number-two pencils is a good day's work.
One of my earliest ventures was when I was nine years old. I realized there was a shortage of pencils at school, so I started Rent-a-Pencil. But I made a fundamental mistake. Everybody stole my pencils.
True guilt is guilt at the obligation one owes to oneself to be oneself. False guilt is guilt felt at not being what other people feel one ought to be or assume that one is.
Everyone talks about moderation. How about some moderation in moderation?
I don't necessarily believe in moderation, but I do believe in the dangers of excess, and that's with some good things too.
So the starting point and the basis of their liberal wails of anguish always and always is guilt. Guilt, guilt, guilt.
I suppose I'll be remembered as dull. Timid. No one ever knew me. People came. They went. I was kind, I think. Not sympathetic, but considerate of others. I always gave up my place in line. I loaned out pencils and paper, or let people take them from me. I never reported a sexual assault.
Make peace with guilt. Guilt is a poisonous illusion. Many languages don't even have a word for guilt.
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