“Il semble que la perfection soit atteinte non quand il n’y a plus rien à ajouter, mais quand il n’y a plus rien à retrancher.”

(In anything at all, perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there is no longer anything to take away.)

- Antoine de Saint Exupery, Terre des Hommes (1939)

There is such a delicate line between being original and being accepted.

Following a long absence from this blog:

Living a dream is still living, and life isn’t always easy.

Everyone seems to love New York so much… it’s making me really not like New York.

I’m not a huge sports fan, but I find it interesting that we have so many slang words and phrases that come from baseball. I could list some here, but instead just try to think of a few and then take a peek here.

Before you can spend money, you must learn how not to spend it.

The year to come seems like an eternity.
One year passed seems like a moment.
Think, we only have about eighty of them.

Sometimes don’t you wonder how you got where you are?

Every time I see one of those Mercury Sables,

I think of cleaning.

Sometimes I need Alec Soth to explain what I think in more eloquent terms.