The flaws we allow in our work are a big part of what others see as our aesthetics.
Notes
We all create stories; it’s when they fail that we are overwhelmed with the raw simplicity of the universe.
What almost happened is always more interesting.
I lost track of the number of times a story found me and showed me something I needed.
Art, like time, is an experience correlated to the observer’s point of view.
Style is the result of what feels right.
Poetry is as much about the words left out as it is about the words written.
Photography is to cinema what poetry is to prose.
Less focus outside makes the inside sharper.
Always find the quiet ones; they had the time to think about things.
Even in entropy there’s coherence.
Dead-end roads lead somewhere.
Sometimes, leaving something behind is the only way we can see it from a new perspective.
My favourite books are the ones that, by the last page, make me feel I am saying goodbye to an old friend.
The plot is what happens, and the story is what it means.
Flow is the path of least resistance between cause and effect.
We have won enough times to know it doesn’t mean anything.
One who is self-taught understands the path, and once he does, logic triumphs over memory.
Don’t follow your perception; it’s easily misled by circumstance.
The right answers to the wrong questions will lead you to incorrect conclusions.
Do electric sheep dream of androids?
Any rule with exceptions is not fundamental.
There’s no fun in knowledge if you can’t share it with anyone.
Art is what comes out when language is not enough.
Everything important is scarce.
I envy mathematicians. When they say 2+2 equals 4, other people don’t go, “I think it looks better if 2+2=5”.
Character is what a thing chooses to be.
Balance requires two sides to keep momentum.
Harmony exists whenever two flow as one.
A circle is a line that went for a walk in infinity.
One life isn’t enough to make all the mistakes.
Plans leave no room for instinct.
I miss the feeling of wonder I had when someone asked me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
As time goes by, I keep finding myself drifting away from logic.
I’m a Schrödinger realist; my glass is half full and half empty until circumstances say otherwise.
The plot can be about anything, but the story needs to be about you.
Artists are the result of everything they have experienced and a bit more. That bit that is our own is the hardest thing to find.
You should interpret ideas, not words.
To drive with no return, looking for the surreal in the mundane.