To be stupid, and selfish, and to have good health are the three requirements for happiness — though if stupidity is lacking, the others are useless.Julian Barnes 💬
Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit – all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.
- Brian Eno, via this wonderful review of Con-Air
– How big is an 8 year old’s head? A bowling ball?
-Too small. It’s like a basketball. But one of those small basketballs, you win at the fair.
-You’re describing a bowling ball!
- Liz Lemon and Crisstopher Cross
-Close only counts in horse grenades.
-Well, when you are playing horseshoes, and you throw your grenade at the horse, you don’t have to get that close to the horse to blow its legs off.
-It is a saying from that movie, Seabiscuit.
It’s like Jay-Z said, “Concrete bunghole where dreams are made up, there’s nothing you can do.”