The Incredible Progress of Daily Practice
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"Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing."
"It is good taste, and good taste alone, that possesses the power to sterilize and is always the first handicap to any creative functioning."
"What is a television apparatus to man, who has only to shut his eyes to see the most inaccessible regions of the seen and the never seen, who has only to imagine in order to pierce through walls and cause all the planetary Baghdads of his dreams to rise from the dust."
"I don't do drugs. I am drugs.
Take me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic."
"Each morning when I awake, I experience again a supreme pleasure - that of being Salvador Dali."
There was a time when you had to earn the right to draft a memoir, by accomplishing something noteworthy or having an extremely unusual experience or being such a brilliant writer that you could turn relatively ordinary occurrences into a snapshot of a broader historical moment. Anyone who didn’t fit one of those categories was obliged to keep quiet. Unremarkable lives went unremarked upon, the way God intended.
But then came our current age of oversharing, and all heck broke loose. These days, if you’re planning to browse the “memoir” listings on Amazon, make sure you’re in a comfortable chair, because that search term produces about 40,000 hits, or 60,000, or 160,000, depending on how you execute it.