I can kid people, including myself, into believing that something on the page will work. But when you film it, you just think, "Oh. . . ".
The great artist, whether he be musician, painter, or poet, is known for this absolute unexpectedness.
The plan is not what you think.
The freedom to create is somehow linked with facility of access to those obscure regions below the conscious mind.
When man becomes greater than nature, nature, which gave us birth, will respond.
Life, unlike the inanimate, will take the long way round to circumvent barrenness. A kind of desperate will resides even in a root.
I am older now, and sleep less, and have seen most of what there is to see and am not very much impressed any more, I suppose, by anything.
Three kinds of souls, three prayers: 1) I am a bow in your hands, Lord. Draw me, lest I rot. 2) Do not overdraw me, Lord. I shall break. 3) Overdraw me, Lord, and who cares if I break.
Cowardice asks: Is it safe? Expediency asks: Is it politic? But Conscience asks: Is it right?
Sanzo to Gojyo: And give me my gun back. I don't want your idiocy getting all over it.
God knows, but He's waiting