#mean

To me, a sex scene in a movie generally means a gratuitous scene that doesn't serve the story but gives a kind of excuse - we've got these two actors, we want to see them naked, so let's bring in the music and the soft light. ↗

— Joseph Gordon-Levitt

#excuse #generally #gives #got #gratuitous

I mean, most of it is probably more obscure and just more noisy than either of those two bands, but Thurston has stuff all the time that he's involved with that is fairly obscure and experimental. ↗

— Kim Gordon

#either #experimental #fairly #i #involved

What 'jazz' means to me is the worst kind of working conditions, the worst in cultural prejudice. The term 'jazz' has come to mean the abuse and exploitation of black musicians. ↗

— Maxim Gorky

#black #come #conditions #cultural #exploitation

I love the wry motto of the Paleontological Society, meant both literally and figuratively, for hammers are the main tool of our trade: Frango ut patefaciam - I break in order to reveal. ↗

— Stephen Jay Gould

#break #figuratively #hammers #i #i love

Believing: it means believing in our own lies. And I can say that I am grateful that I got this lesson very early. ↗

— Gunther Grass

#believing #early #got #grateful #i

God created a number of possibilities in case some of his prototypes failed - that is the meaning of evolution. ↗

— Graham Greene

#created #evolution #failed #god #his

We've got a lot of potential on offense. But really potential doesn't mean much if you don't realize it. ↗

— Brian Griese

#lot #mean #much #offense #potential

Being a good songwriter means paying attention and sticking your hand out the window to catch the song on the way to someone else's house! ↗

— Nanci Griffith

#being #catch #else #good #hand

Only work which is the product of inner compulsion can have spiritual meaning. ↗

— Walter Gropius

#inner #meaning #only #product #spiritual

There is, of course, always the personal satisfaction of writing down one's experiences so they may be saved, caught and pinned under glass, hoarded against the winter of forgetfulness. Time has been cheated a little, at least in one's own life, and a personal, trivial immortality of an old self assured. And there is another personal satisfaction: that of the people who like to recount their adventures, the diary-keepers, the story-tellers, the letter-writers, a strange race of people who feel half cheated of an experience unless it is retold. It does not really exist until it is put into words. As though a little doubting or dull, they could not see it until it is repeated. For, paradoxically enough, the more unreal an experience becomes - translated from real action into unreal words, dead symbols for life itself - the more vivid it grows. Not only does it seem more vivid, but its essential core becomes clearer. One says excitedly to an audience, 'Do you see - I can't tell you how strange it was - we all of us felt...' although actually, at the time of incident, one was not conscious of such a feeling, and only became so in the retelling. It is as inexplicable as looking all afternoon at a gray stone of a beach, and not realizing, until one tries to put it on canvas, that is in reality bright blue. ↗

— Anne Morrow Lindbergh

#feeling #journals #meaning #stories #time