Perhaps the greatest lesson which the lives of literary men teach us is told in a single word* Wait!
A picture ought to be looked at the same way you look at a radiator.
I don't know how to organise thoughts. I don't know how to have thoughts.
To me, self-description is a calamity.
I'm working in my mind.
There may or may not be an idea, and the meaning may just be that the painting exists.
I would tend to say that I do what I do as well as possible and that most people don't.
So I suggest you stick close, pay attention, and avoid breaking the Terrorverse's only commandment: Thou shall not be stupid.
I thought I was gonna be in the minimum-wage working world all my life.
World-wide practice of Conservation and the fair and continued access by all nations to the resources they need are the two indispensable foundations of continuous plenty and of permanent peace
When I started playing music at East Tennessee State University I would sit on a stool with a tip jar in front of me and play four hours a night at a college bar called Quarterback's Barbecue. I wasn't thinking about doing it for a living. I was just making enough money to go to Taco Bell every day. People were eating chips, drinking beer and not listening to me. I'd had three or four years of people ignoring me, and I'd kind of gotten used to it.