Art is anything you can do well. Anything you can do with quality.

It's so hard when contemplated in advance, and so easy when you do it.

I think present-day reason is an analogue of the flat earth of the medieval period. If you go too far beyond it you're presumed to fall off, into insanity. And people are very much afraid of that. I think this fear of insanity is comparable to the fear people once had of falling off the edge of the world. Or the fear of heretics. There's a very close analogue there.

My favorite piece of technical writing: Assembly of Japanese bicycle require great peace of mind.

The only zen thoughts you can find on a mountain summit are those you brought yourself.

Quality is a direct experience independent of and prior to intellectual abstractions.

It's normal at this point for the fear-anger syndrome to take over and make you want to hammer on that side plate with a chisel, to pound it off with a sledge if necessary. You think about it, and the more you think about it the more you're inclined to take the whole machine to a high bridge and drop it off. It's just outrageous that a tiny little slot of a screw can defeat you so totally.