The contours of the resultant cartoonlike image are fleshed out within the imagination of the viewer, which necessitates great personal involvement and participation; the viewer, in fact, becomes the screen, whereas in film he becomes the camera.
Now man is beginning to wear his brain outside his skull and his nerves outside his skin; new technology breeds new man.
Speech is an utterance, or more precisely, an outering, of all our senses at once; the auditory field is simultaneous, the visual successive.
You tend not to outwardly express your feelings and spill your whole life story in the first hour of meeting someone. Or the first year. You have no interest or energy to prove yourself in a crowd of strangers.
“Strong opinions that are weakly held.”
She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
Any movie that cares deeply about itself—even a comedy—is interesting. It’s the movies that lack the courage of their convictions, the ones that keep asking themselves what the audience wants, that go astray.
[Boyhood is] random, inexplicable, moody, evolutionary, unrefined, sweeping, stunning, heartbreaking and hilarious, and so is life.
White privilege is the right of whites, and only whites, to be judged as individuals, to be treated as a unique self, possessed of all the rights and protections of citizenship. I am not a race, I am the unmarked subject. I am simply man, whereas you might be a black man, an asian woman, a disabled native man, a homosexual latina woman, and on and on the qualifiers of identification go.
We should be eternally dissatisfied with the status quo but humble about our ability to improve it.
If, as the communications philosopher Marshall McLuhan famously said, television brought the brutality of war into people’s living rooms, the Internet today is bringing violence against women out of it.
An editor’s job is to make sure the story in the book is the same length as the book.
Jokes are written, puns discovered.
Our kids will inherit the junk yards.
There’s always a moment when I think a project is going to be really amazing—that’s the moment I love, and it’s what I live for. The best time is when you see what’s possible. When it’s over, it’s not possible, it just is. The future is always more interesting.
How restful it is to be around someone who has all the time in the world. Someone who isn’t rushing this way and that, clamoring to get more done.
Impostor Syndrome is that voice inside you saying that not everything is as it seems, and it could all be lost in a moment. The people with the problem are the people who can’t hear that voice.
Most people find this out pretty early on in life, because their logic is imperfect and fails them often. But really, really smart computer geek types may not ever find it out. They start off living in a bubble, they isolate themselves because socializing is unpleasant, and, if they get a good job straight out of school, they may never need to leave that bubble. To such people, it may appear that logic actually works, and that they are themselves logical creatures.
Words are like currencies: it is not meaningful to talk about what the ‘real’ or ‘correct’ value of a dollar bill is or should be, separate from what kinds of things a dollar bill can buy you.
Our stories have an ebb and flow, and design serves to support and enrich them.
I think there’s a couple different kinds of knowledge. There’s knowledge of the mind (theory stuff you find in books), knowledge of the hand (which you can only get by DOING the work), and knowledge of others (which you only get through empathy and relationships).
To admit that we’ve fallen behind, that we don’t know what anyone is talking about, that we have nothing to say about each passing blip on the screen, is to be dead.
I write to discover what I know.
You can read plenty of information on the internet now. Print, however, still looks like the truth.
I’ve always felt that if a thing had been said in the best way, how can you say it better? If I wanted to say something and somebody had said it ideally, then I’d take it but give the person credit for it.