Steve Jobs' Convocation Speech (Stanford) 

Delivered 12 June 2005, Stanford University, Palo Alto, CA 
Thank you. 
I'm honored to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest 
universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college, and 
this is the 
closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today, I want to tell you 
three stories 
from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. 
The first story is about connecting the dots. I dropped out of Reed College 
after the 
first six months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 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 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 
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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, 
"We've got an unexpected baby boy; Do you want him?" They said, "Of course." My 
biological mother found out later 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 go to college. This was the start in my life. 
And 17 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' savings were being 
spent 
on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't 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 okay. 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't interest me, 
and 
begin dropping in on the ones that looked far more interesting. 
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in 
friends' 
rooms. I returned coke bottles for the five cent deposits to buy food with, and 
I would 
walk the seven 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't 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't 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. 
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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, it's likely that no personal computer would have 
them. 
If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that 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 10 years later. 
Again, you can't 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 your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever 
because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the 
confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the wellworn path, 
and 
that will make all the difference. 
My second story is about love and loss. 
I was lucky I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz¹ and I started Apple 
in my 
parents' garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown 
from just the two of us in a garage into a two billion dollar company with over 
4000 
employees. We'd just released our finest creation the Macintosh a year earlier, 
and I 
had just turned 30. 
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. And so at 30, 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't 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: 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't 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 
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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 world's 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, and I retuned to Apple, and the technology we 
developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene 
and I 
have a wonderful family together. 
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from 
Apple. It 
was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometime life 
sometimes life's going to hit you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. 
I'm 
convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. 
You've 
got to find what you love. 
And that is as true for 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't 
found it yet, keep looking and --don't settle. As with all matters of the 
heart, you'll 
know when you find it. And like any great relationship, it just gets better and 
better 
as the years roll on. So keep looking don't settle. 
My third story is about death. 
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day 
as if it 
was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression 
on me, 
and since then, for the past 33 years, I've looked in the mirror every morning 
and 
asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I 
am 
about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in 
a 
row, I know I need to change something. 
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever 
encountered 
to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything 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. 
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About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the 
morning, 
and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't 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's code for "prepare 
to die." 
It means to try and tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 
10 
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 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, thankfully, I'm fine now. 
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's 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't 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's Life's 
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's quite true. 
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be 
trapped by 
dogma which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let 
the noise 
of others' 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 
Catalogue, 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 60s, before personal computers and 
desktop 
publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid 
cameras. It was 
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sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along. It 
was 
idealistic, 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 mid1970s, 
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: 
"Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. 
Stay 
Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I've always wished that for myself. And now, as you 
graduate to begin a new, I wish that for you. 
Stay Hungry. 
Stay Foolish. 
Thank you all very much. 
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