Never let the guy with the broom decide how many elephants can be in the parade.

Thing is: the internet's made of IP addresses, opinions, and assholes. It's what's there. That's the basic equipment.

Creative work only seems like a magic trick to people who don't understand that it's ultimately still work.

Thinking can really be the enemy of action, and thinking can be the enemy of reality.

The mindless junk of your past crowds out opportunities and sets pointless limitations. Move out the junk, and you create room for the rest of your life. Ultimately, it's not just a question of tidying your house; it's a question of liberating your heart.

Creative work, summarized: In the time you set aside each day to work your ass off, ignore anything that makes you consider stopping.

I think all of the best nonfiction that has ever been made comes from the result of someone who can't stop thinking about a certain topic - a very specific aspect of a certain topic in some cases. And second, they got really good at figuring out what they had to say about it.