Quotes by Joel Stein

Joel Stein

As journalism dies, I kind of feel like I want some skills besides writing. I’d like to be able to write movies or host TV shows or whatever. Things that I might actually not inherently like quite as much, but are interesting and fun things to do. A good backup plan.

Fun

Skills

Writing

Basically, I wake up, take care of my son for a little while, and then like, “I am gonna write!” And then I wind up.

Son

Wind

Writing

Being in New York and having worked at Time Out New York and then being at Time, living in New York for a long time has helped because I know everybody. And they’re the people who call me and give me jobs. So that kind of real networking, which is just living in a place and having jobs where people around you are extremely successful, has helped me tremendously.

Jobs

New York

Real

Early on, even in college, I figured out that it was just more interesting to me to create content than to write about other people. So that makes it more marketable.

College

People

Writing

Heaven is totally overrated. It seems boring. Clouds, listening to people play the harp. It should be somewhere you can’t wait to go, like a luxury hotel. Maybe blue skies and soft music were enough to keep people in line in the 17th century, but heaven has to step it up a bit. They’re basically getting by because they only have to be better than hell.

Blue

Clouds

Luxury Hotels

I always thought that being at Time and tweaking your bosses and exploiting your expense account was just fun. Just joyous.

Boss

Fun

Joyous

I can’t explain why I don’t read comments. Maybe because I worked at Time for so long and they don’t have them, so I keep forgetting that they’re there.

Comment

Forget

Long

I can’t imagine deer hunting. I used to think I couldn’t imagine deer hunting because killing a deer seemed so awful. But now I think about just sitting in a tree and doing nothing all day and probably not even seeing a deer. Not moving and sitting in a tree? That seems rough.

Hunting

Moving

Thinking

I can’t imagine what someone would write that would infuriate me. Maybe if my loved one had died of some disease and someone was insensitive, that would piss me off.

Disease

Imagine

Writing

I don’t like to be in the forest. It’s a weird thing. I’ve learned to have a general appreciation for nature, which has taken a while. But the forest, I still don’t really love.

Appreciation

Forests

Taken

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Columns

Comment

Different

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Disease

Editors

Effort

Explain Yourself

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Force

Forests

Forget

Fun

Games

Government

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Has Beens

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Quotes by Joel Stein

Joel Stein

As journalism dies, I kind of feel like I want some skills besides writing. I’d like to be able to write movies or host TV shows or whatever. Things that I might actually not inherently like quite as much, but are interesting and fun things to do. A good backup plan.

Basically, I wake up, take care of my son for a little while, and then like, “I am gonna write!” And then I wind up.

Early on, even in college, I figured out that it was just more interesting to me to create content than to write about other people. So that makes it more marketable.

I always thought that being at Time and tweaking your bosses and exploiting your expense account was just fun. Just joyous.

I can’t explain why I don’t read comments. Maybe because I worked at Time for so long and they don’t have them, so I keep forgetting that they’re there.

I can’t imagine deer hunting. I used to think I couldn’t imagine deer hunting because killing a deer seemed so awful. But now I think about just sitting in a tree and doing nothing all day and probably not even seeing a deer. Not moving and sitting in a tree? That seems rough.

I can’t imagine what someone would write that would infuriate me. Maybe if my loved one had died of some disease and someone was insensitive, that would piss me off.

I don’t like to be in the forest. It’s a weird thing. I’ve learned to have a general appreciation for nature, which has taken a while. But the forest, I still don’t really love.

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