My fantasy is that Einstein, Gandhi and Joan of Arc had tea one day and they whipped up this little recipe for a great life. I tried to find its author, only to discover that it is a twist on another untraceable genius' wisdom, "Wake Up, Kick Ass, Repeat." I prefer the addition of the extra spice. Being kind makes jumping through the hoops of life all the more rewarding. Success without some loving human connection isn't really kicking ass in my book.
What good is success if not shared and paid forward with attitude and deed? And how much envy can we muster for a supremely successful asshole who can't muster a kind word for anyone?