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Rule No.94 - I have 10 commandments. The first nine are, "Thou shalt not bore." The tenth is, "Thou shalt have right of final cut"

I wasn't quite sure how to go about this rule without upsetting someone so instead, I decided to check out who wrote it. This quote comes from a man named Billy Wilder, who originally wanted to become a lawyer (luckily not with commandments like these, haha) but instead took up a job at a local newspaper which then lead to him becoming an incredibly famous Hollywood screen writer. 




The film names mentioned are completely foreign to me, except for "The seven year itch" but I am sure if I ask my mom she will know exactly what they talking about. What really got my attention though was his trade marks in each movie. This is the kind of guy I would have loved to meet. I mean, someone that writes screenplays called "Ball of fire" with a Sexy, wisecracking nightclub singer Sugarpuss O'Shea who is a hot tomato who needs to be kept on ice, or "Some like it Hot" with Sugar Kane Kowalczyk (Marilyn Manroe) how can he not have been fun. Each movie kept his trade marks and he kept true to himself, not selling out to what he thought he should be writing. 


I digress. Religion aside, you should have your commandments that you go by, with no disrespect to anyone at all. Just something true to yourself and what you believe in that you can add into your life each day. Steve Job's even had his own commandments.


Alright, I am off to write mine. Good luck with yours. 


Love and light x



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