Beautiful music anyway, but seeing the patterns as they approach somehow adds so much.
A person who uses his hands is a laborer.
A person who uses his hands and his head is a craftsman.
A person who uses his hands, his head, and his heart is an artist.
February 6, 1902 — November 10, 1994
It is an oversimplification to say that [capitalism is flawed as a] result of business valuing profit rather than product, for no one should be expected to do business without the incentive of profit. The actual trouble is that profit is identified entirely with money, as distinct from the real profit of living with dignity and elegance in beautiful surroundings.
Actual sunset. Norway 2014. #sun #sunset #lapetitemort
How massive are the planets?
Don’t miss that those are Jupiters dropping onto the Sun at the end, not Earths!
Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.
Perfection is attained not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing more to remove.
29 June 1900 – 31 July 1944
Steve and I spent months and months working on a part of a product that, often, nobody would ever see, nor realise was there. It didn’t make any difference functionally. We did it because we cared, because when you realise how well you can make something, falling short, whether seen or not, feels like failure.
Most people yearn for something exceptional, something so inspiring that they’d want to risk everything for that passion, but few would act on it. It was very powerful and intoxicating to be around someone so alive.