Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them.
Coco ChanelRead
Those who create are rare; those who cannot are numerous. Therefore, the latter are stronger.
Interpretation
Creating is a rare talent, while inability to create is common, leading to a greater influence of the many over the few.
This quote by Coco Chanel highlights the scarcity of true creativity and the overwhelming prevalence of those who lack it. By noting that those who cannot create are far more numerous, Chanel suggests that these individuals, despite their lack of creativity, hold significant power and influence in society compared to the few who are truly innovative.
In practice
In a discussion on the importance of fostering creative talent in education.
Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them.
Hard times arouse an instinctive desire for authenticity.
Success is often achieved by those who don't know that failure is inevitable.
You can be gorgeous at thirty, charming at forty, and irresistible for the rest of your life.
Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress.
Look for the woman in the dress. If there is no woman, there is no dress.
The actor must use his imagination to be able to answer all questions (when, where, why, how). Make the make-believer existence more definite.
In a way, editing is not unlike the movies. The best books, just like the best movies, are a collaboration. They're only as good as the compromise made between the artists involved.
Drama can feel like therapy whereas comedy feels like there's been a pressure and a weight lifted off of you. You come to work and you laugh all day, you go home and you feel light and there's a certain feeling when you're sitting with the audience and they leave after 90 minutes and it's just pure escapism and they're happy.
If you have to find devices to coax yourself to stay focused on writing, perhaps you should not be writing what you're writing. And if this lack of motivation is a constant problem, perhaps writing is not your forte. I mean, what is the problem? If writing bores you, that is pretty fatal. If that is not the case, but you find that it is hard going and it just doesn't flow, well, what did you expect? It is work; art is work.
His outflung hands traced over the threads of his rug, passed loop by loop through some patient woman's hands. Or maybe she hadn't been patient. Maybe she'd been tired, or irritated, or distracted, or hungry, or angry. Maybe she had been dying. But her hands had kept moving, all the same.
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably
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