Being a filmmaker doesn’t define you. Being a writer doesn’t define you. An entrepreneur, teacher, even an artist, whatever, it doesn’t define you. You get in a car crash and you lose both your hands. Now what? How am I supposed to paint? How am I supposed to type? Being a human being defines you. Love defines you. How you care for the people around you defines you. Are you a wad of shit? Or do you serve humbly with love? That defines you. Win an Oscar, win a Pulitzer, great. Come back home and your children hate you. You’ve fucked up. Define yourself by how you treat others and how you treat yourself. Not by what you do.


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