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wandering in the legends...zh-cnWed, 18 Jun 2025 21:37:08 GMTWed, 18 Jun 2025 21:37:08 GMT60Commencement address by Steve Jobshttp://www.aygfsteel.com/guoleii/archive/2006/04/12/40573.htmlguoleiiguoleiiWed, 12 Apr 2006 02:31:00 GMThttp://www.aygfsteel.com/guoleii/archive/2006/04/12/40573.htmlhttp://www.aygfsteel.com/guoleii/comments/40573.htmlhttp://www.aygfsteel.com/guoleii/archive/2006/04/12/40573.html#Feedback0http://www.aygfsteel.com/guoleii/comments/commentRss/40573.htmlhttp://www.aygfsteel.com/guoleii/services/trackbacks/40573.htmlThis is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of
Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 2, 2005.
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the
finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth
be told, this is the closest I鈥檝e ever gotten to a college graduation.
Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That鈥檚 it. No big
deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed
College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in
for another 8 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed
college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption.
She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates,
so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and
his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute
that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting
list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: 鈥淲e have an
unexpected baby boy; do you want him?鈥?They said: 鈥淥f course.鈥?My
biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated
from college and that my father had never graduated from high school.
She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few
months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 7 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college
that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class
parents鈥?savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six
months, I couldn鈥檛 see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to
do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it
out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved
their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all
work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was
one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could
stop taking the required classes that didn鈥檛 interest me, and begin
dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn鈥檛 all romantic. I didn鈥檛 have a dorm room, so I slept on the
floor in friends鈥?rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢
deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town
every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna
temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my
curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me
give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy
instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every
label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had
dropped out and didn鈥檛 have to take the normal classes, I decided to
take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif
and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between
different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great.
It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science
can鈥檛 capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life.
But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh
computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac.
It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never
dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never
had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since
Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would
have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on
this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the
wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to
connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was
very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can鈥檛 connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect
them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow
connect in your future. You have to trust in something 鈥?your gut,
destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down,
and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky 鈥?I found what I
loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage
when I was 2. We worked hard, and in years Apple had grown from just
the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4
employees. We had just released our finest creation 鈥?the Macintosh 鈥?a
year earlier, and I had just turned 3. And then I got fired. How can
you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired
someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and
for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the
future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we
did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 3 I was out. And very
publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone,
and it was devastating.
I really didn鈥檛 know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let
the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the
baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob
Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very
public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley.
But something slowly began to dawn on me 鈥?I still loved what I did.
The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been
rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn鈥檛 see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple
was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness
of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner
again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most
creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a
company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with
an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the
worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the
most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of
events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we
developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple鈥檚 current renaissance. And
Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I鈥檓 pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn鈥檛 been fired
from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient
needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don鈥檛 lose
faith. I鈥檓 convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I
loved what I did. You鈥檝e got to find what you love. And that is as true
for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a
large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to
do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is
to love what you do. If you haven鈥檛 found it yet, keep looking. Don鈥檛
settle. As with all matters of the heart, you鈥檒l know when you find it.
And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the
years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don鈥檛 settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 7, I read a quote that
went something like: 鈥淚f you live each day as if it was your last,
someday you鈥檒l most certainly be right.鈥?It made an impression on me,
and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror
every morning and asked myself: 鈥淚f today were the last day of my life,
would I want to do what I am about to do today?鈥?And whenever the
answer has been 鈥淣o鈥?for too many days in a row, I know I need to
change something.
Remembering that I鈥檒l be dead soon is the most important tool I鈥檝e ever
encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost
everything 鈥?all external expectations, all pride, all fear of
embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of
death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are
going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you
have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not
to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:3 in
the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn鈥檛
even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost
certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect
to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go
home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor鈥檚 code for prepare to
die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you鈥檇
have the next years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make
sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible
for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy,
where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and
into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells
from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that
when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started
crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic
cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I鈥檓 fine now.
This was the closest I鈥檝e been to facing death, and I hope its the
closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can
now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a
useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even
people who want to go to heaven don鈥檛 want to die to get there. And yet
death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And
that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best
invention of Life. It is Life鈥檚 change agent. It clears out the old to
make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too
long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away.
Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
our time is limited, so don鈥檛 waste it living someone else鈥檚 life.
Don鈥檛 be trapped by dogma 鈥?which is living with the results of other
people鈥檚 thinking. Don鈥檛 let the noise of others鈥?opinions drown out
your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow
your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want
to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole
Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was
created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo
Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the
late 96鈥檚, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was
all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort
of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it
was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog,
and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was
the mid-97s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue
was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might
find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it
were the words: 鈥淪tay Hungry. Stay Foolish.鈥?/font>It was their farewell
message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have
always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew,
I wish that for you.
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