for about a year in my room at my parents’ house, I had my walls covered with pictures ripped from magazines and poems and drawings I would write. I think everyone went through that phase - now everyone is all about being minimalistic.
“She adapted herself to the split-second rhythm of the New Yorker going to and from work. Getting to the office was a nervous ordeal. If she arrived one minute before nine, she was a free person. If she arrived one minute after, she worried because that made her the logical scapegoat of the boss if he happened to be in a bad mood that day.” — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
The RZA on starting out, Hitler, and the Tao of Wu.