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Quitter~ My Review


Quitter, "Closing the Gap Between Your Day Job and Your Dream Job" by Jon Acuff is truly a book you must read! 

The concepts are written into nuggets along a path for you to pick up and carry.  

One minute you will find yourself just skipping along picking up rocks and then one comment will slug you between the eyes stopping you dead in your tracks.

It is not a fluffy what you talk about, you bring about type of book nor was it full of heavy duty steps to take.  

Instead of being a book that shoves the pendulum swinging wildly, it is a book that focuses on who you are and where you are.

It will: rock your world, change your perspective, inspire, frustrate, encourage, challenge and bring you up short.

Some of my favorite quotes:

"Because I had discounted my dream.  I was afraid to give credence to those often frightening feelings that come with wanting something fervently.  The more we develop the muscle of doubt, the stronger it becomes.  But the doubt is still a deception."  p. 37

"Money will become a high-walled border around your dream if you don't control it.  It will limit what you can do and when you can do it, like a barbed-wire fence at a prison.   I didn't know it at the time, but we weren't just paying our bills; we were removing financial obstacles from the runway of our dream." p. 75

"A spouse needs to be on the same page with you and a partner in what you are chasing." p. 85

"I can get lost in being selfish and self-serving, I act like I'm the captain of my own planet and my actions only impact me." p. 98

"If we'll take the time to hit pause and consider the true cost and true gain of a "little more success" with our dream, we'll often be surprised at the real numbers." 
p. 187

"It's incredibly easy, in the midst of some success, to say yes to the wrong things.  To take small steps and big leaps away from the dream you defined in the second chapter." p. 194

"The reward of getting really good at something less significant than your real dream is that you get to do it more often.  That's not a reward; that's a punishment." 
p. 195


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