The moment a person forms a theory, his imagination sees in every object only the tracts which favor that theory.
Men imagine that they communicate their virtue or vice only by overt actions, and do not see that virtue or vice emit a breath every moment.
But now science, spurred on by its powerful delusion, hurtles inexorably towards its limits where the optimism hidden in the essence of logic founders. For the periphery of the circle of science has an infinite number of points and while there is no telling yet how the circle could ever be fully surveyed,the noble and gifted man, before he has reached the middle of his life, still inevitably encounters such peripheral limit points andfinds himself staring into an impenetrable darkness. If he at that moment sees to his horror how in these limits logic coils arounditself and finally bites its own tail - then the new form of knowledge breaks through, tragic knowledge, which in order to be tolerated,needs art as a protection and remedy.
Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?
I see only defects because I'm not following the scene as it were. I'm not following the other person. It's like the best thing to clarify this is the theater.
We praise a man who feels angry on the right grounds and against the right persons and also in the right manner at the right moment and for the right length of time.
What makes these creatures so awful is the feeling that they can use us in ways too horrible to imagine-and yet, we DO imagine them, which makes it worse than seeing it.
In such a theory a bare electron would be inconceivable, since one cannot imagine the end of a piece of string without having the string.
Reality shows are all the rage on TV at the moment, but that's not reality, it's just another aesthetic form of fiction.
There is a certain moment in the film when the son is in the nursing home and he goes to the television and turns it off because he sees himself in the image.
I mean simply to say that I want my characters to suggest the background in themselves, even when it is not visible. I want them to be so powerfully realized that we cannot imagine them apart from their physical and social context even when we see them in empty space.
I wanted to see the debates and I believe in the quality of the argument. I don't vote party line. I vote for the best person. I am a purist.
They really stay just characters to me. I look at them, and I don't see always the same person up there. And hopefully, people will see that too. Because it's very easy to bore people, and that's a killer. So hopefully that won't happen.
I kinda see everyone as competition. I'm a very competitive person. But I think that's good. Competition is great. And as long as it's friendly and not a malicious thing, then I think it's cool.
It is all very well to copy what one sees, but it is far better to draw what one now only sees in one's memory. That is a transformation in which imagination collaborates with memory.
To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing.
I'm just experimenting with every different type of music you can imagine and seeing where my voice lies and what sounds best. I think when I do finally do the album it will be very eclectic - just loads of different stuff on it. That's what I am hoping.
I mean, I don't think I'm alone when I look at the homeless person or the bum or the psychotic or the drunk or the drug addict or the criminal and see their baby pictures in my mind's eye. You don't think they were cute like every other baby?
It is more dangerous that even a guilty person should be punished without the forms of law than that he should escape.
It was always disappointing to see that what I could really master in terms of form boiled down to so little.
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little.
I can have incredible self-discipline. But see, I think it's obviously a form of stupidity.
Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies.
Reduce your plan to writing. The moment you complete this, you will have definitely given concrete form to the intangible desire.
You see it in the many bouncing clothes that are not just pleats. To make them, two or three people twist them - twist, twist, twist the pleats, sometimes three or four persons twist together and put it all in the machine to cook it.