deadline

A hammer made of deadlines is the surest tool for crushing writer's block.

I was cranked to a fifth gear, and everything I did, I did on a deadline.

What we did and who we were are just dregs compared to who we are now and how we act when the sword is coming down.

The only deadline that concerns me is the day that I die and whether or not I had loved enough while I was here.

If you want to double your productively, shorten the timeline to by 50%.

I don't need time, I need a deadline.

A deadline is, simply put, optimism in its most kick-ass form. It's a potent force that, when wielded with respect, will level any obstacle in its path. This is especially true when it comes to creative pursuits.

I'm convinced that fear is at the root of most bad writing. If one is writing for one's own pleasure, that fear may be mild _ timidity is the word I've used here. If, however, one is working under deadline _ a school paper, a newspaper article, the SAT writing sample _ that fear may be intense.

I never expect appreciation. I always set a deadline for the things I have to do to be a successful person, when I complete them, I give myself a piece of candy, a glass of tea and some free time to enjoy- that is how I honor my hardworking and appreciate my struggles.

If in fact it__ not too late to realize that something__ __oo late_, then there__ a good chance that it__ not.

There's nothing an artist needs more - even more than excellent tools and stamina - than a deadline.

Being proud of my work and wanting to nurture this relationship, I never failed in my commitments to her. In general, I make a point of meeting all my deadlines. But, I distinctly remember one time that I couldn__ deliver the job in time_

Squandering time is a luxury of profligate youth, when the years are to us as dollars are to billionaires. Doing the same thing in middle age just makes you nervous, not with vague puritan guilt but the more urgent worry that you're running out of time, a deadline you can feel in your cells.

It was just a lie that seemed real.It was a promise that was never meant to be true.The forever that had a deadline.It felt like falling in love, but it was falling in aheartbreak café!