#detail

I was enchanted by the escape into that meticulous world that seemed real yet not... well, it seemed not real, but very detailed and meticulous, bizarre. ↗

— Richard Foreman

#detailed #enchanted #escape #i #into

Once I start writing about something, it goes off rather fast, and sometimes details which might be interesting such as what the room looked like or what somebody said that was not exactly on the same subject tend to get lost. ↗

— Kenneth Koch

#details #exactly #fast #get #goes

Highly educated bores are by far the worst; they know so much, in such fiendish detail, to be boring about. ↗

— Louis Kronenberger

#bores #boring #detail #educated #far

In all works on Natural History, we constantly find details of the marvellous adaptation of animals to their food, their habits, and the localities in which they are found. ↗

— Alfred Russel Wallace

#constantly #details #find #food #found

Dying is the most embarrassing thing that can ever happen to you, because someone's got to take care of all your details. ↗

— Andy Warhol

#care #details #dying #embarrassing #ever

Details create the big picture. ↗

— Sanford I. Weill

#big picture #create #details #picture

With Fever, the film was so made for the screen, and there's so much surround sound that was done for the film - enormous detail paid to that. I wasn't thinking video, because I didn't know how it was going to turn out. ↗

— Alex Winter

#detail #done #enormous #fever #film

It just seemed like Buddhism, especially Tibetan Buddhism - because that's mainly what I've been exposed to - was a real solid organization of teachings to point someone in the right direction. Some real well thought out stuff. But I don't know, like, every last detail about Buddhism. ↗

— Adam Yauch

#because #been #buddhism #detail #direction

Girls talk to each other like men talk to each other. But girls have an eye for detail. ↗

— Amy Winehouse

#each #eye #like #men #other

Out of absolutely nowhere I felt a sudden, sweet shot of joy, piercing and distilled as the jolt I imagine heroin users get when the fix hits the vein. It was my partner bracing herself on her hands as she slid fluidly off the desk, it was the neat practiced movement of flipping my notebook shut one-handed, it was my superintendent wriggling into his suit jacket and covertly checking his shoulders for dandruff, it was the garishly lit office with a stack of marker-labeled case files sagging in the corner and evening rubbing up against the window. It was the realization, all over again, that this was real and it was my life. Maybe Katy Devlin, if she had made it that far, would have felt this way about blisters on her toes, the pungent smell of sweat and floor wax in the dance studios, the early-morning breakfast bells raced down echoing corridors. Maybe she, like me, would have loved the tiny details and the inconveniences even more dearly than the wonders, because they are the things that prove you belong. ↗

— Tana French

#tiny-details #imagination