I was utterly without worldly ambition because I knew that all that was needed for a rich, full life was a few shillings a week with which to buy SF magazines and beer.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My ambition didn't grow out of nowhere. It was planted in me by a community that nurtured me.
All I wanted to do was write - at the time, poems, and prose, too. I guess my ambition was simply to make money however I could to keep myself going in some modest way, and I didn't need much, I was unmarried at the time, no children.
I never had ambitions to see how rich I could get. I got a lot of contemporaries that that's their ambition, and I don't know very many of them that are happy.
Right now, I feel like I can take on the world. Ambition is the perfect word for where I am in my life right now.
To be honest, I was never very ambitious. And I still am not.
If you sell yourself short before you even start, you'll never know how far you could have gone. Ambition is a wonderful thing and has gotten me farther than I ever thought I'd go.
Whatever success I may have attained is due to the fact that since I was old enough to work at all, my ambition has never deserted me.
I have been absolutely hag-ridden with ambition. If I could wish to have anything in the world it would be to be free of ambition.
I was always ambitious - not to make money: to be published.
I had no ambition to make a fortune. Mere money-making has never been my goal, I had an ambition to build.