Saturday, October 6, 2012
Let it be.
— Shaggy & The Beatles Mashup, “Let It Be Me”
Friday, October 5, 2012
He could not stretch his Hand beyond his Body? If he could, then he would put his Arm, where there was before Space without Body.
— John Lock, “Simple Modes of Space”
Thursday, October 4, 2012
I read merely to understand their meaning, and they well repaid my labours.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
You love a fantasy compound image you have made.
— P. Adams Sitney
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
No, I don’t think that’s necessarily true.
— Scottie, Vertigo
Monday, October 1, 2012
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak.
— Mumford & Sons, “Below My Feet”
Sunday, September 30, 2012
We are no longer able to recognize our true bearing and cannot see the forest because of the trees.
— Gottfried Semper, Prospectus
Saturday, September 29, 2012
I would do it or remain silent.
— Jean-Jacques Rousseau, The Social Contract
Friday, September 28, 2012
The previous faith on my part in your liking’s existence is in such cases what makes your liking come.
— William James, The Will To Believe
Thursday, September 27, 2012
I wonder if it remembers me.
— Steve Zissou, The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Self-consciousness is necessarily a part of creation and criticism.
— Robert Venturi, Complexity and Contradiction in Architecture
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Duality is at the heart of truth.
— Lucia Allais
Monday, September 24, 2012
Guilt is also one of the great themes in all art.
— Donald Spoto, The Dark Side of Genius: The Life of Alfred Hitchcock
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Viollet-le-Duc was afraid of nothing.
— Sir John Summerson, “Viollet-le-Duc and the Rational Point of View”
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Who died and made you Einstein?
— Valentine McKee, Tremors
Friday, September 21, 2012
You can’t waste a minute of it.
— Mr. Harper, Friends With Benefits
Thursday, September 20, 2012
I’m whatever Gotham needs me to be.
— Batman, The Dark Knight
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
The industrial product has become the folklore of the age of communications.
— Beatriz Colomina, “L'Espirit Nouveau: Architecture and Publicite,” Architecture Reproduction
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
That Freud stuff’s a bunch of hooey.
— John Ballantine, Spellbound
Monday, September 17, 2012
If you think too hard about how to kiss someone you are bound to make a mess of it.
— Terry Eagleton, The Significance of Theory