It's human nature to quit when it hurts. But it's that reflex that creates scarcity.

I was amplifying the negative at the expense of the positive, not to serve any useful function, not to make my writing better, but to destroy it. The lizard brain, so attuned to people laughing behind our backs, was on high alert for this sort of criticism and would do anything it could to stop me from writing again. I haven't sought out and read a review or a tweet since.

What I mean by art is the human act of doing something that connects us to someone else

If you can't make money from attention, you should do something else for a living.

We don't become mediocre all at once, and we rarely do it on purpose.

Desire can't be sated, because if it is, the longing disappears and then we've failed, because desire is the state we seek.

Art is never defect-free. Things that are remarkable never meet spec, because that would make them standardized, not worth talking about.