June 24, 2012

:: no wasted thing ::

"Above all, remember that the meaning of life is to live as if it were a work of art. You're not a machine. When you're young, start working on this great work of art called your own existence."

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"But no matter how much the mess and distortion make you want to despair, you can't abandon the work because you're chained to the bloody thing, it's absolutely woven into your soul and you know you can never rest until you've brought truth out of all the distortion and beauty out of all the mess - but it's agony, agony, agony - while simultaneously being the most wonderful and rewarding experience in the world - and that's the creative proves which so few people understand.

It involves an indestructible sort of fidelity, an insane sort of hope, and indescribable sort of ... well, it's love, isn't it? There's no other word for it...

...That's the way it is. That's creation... You can't create without waste and mess and sheer undiluted slog. You can't create without pain. It's all part of the process. It's in the nature of things...

...So in the end every major disaster, every tiny error, every wrong turning, every fragment of discarded clay, all the blood, seat and tears - everything has meaning. I give it meaning. I reuse, reshape, recast all the goes wrong so that in the end nothing is wasted and nothing is without significance and nothing ceases to be precious to me."


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