Arthur Bloch Quotes

Nothing in Chicago seems to be working the way it’s supposed to.

Over-working gets less done. We all have experienced this. We can push ourselves to exhaustion, but things get done with less attention, and our bodies eventually break down.

Things break all the time. Glass and dishes and fingernails. Cars and contracts and potato chips. You can break a record, a horse, a dollar. You can break the ice. There are coffee breaks and lunch breaks and prison breaks. Day breaks, waves break, voices break. Chains can be broken. So can silence, and fever... promises break. Hearts break.

The world is sagging, snagging, scaling, spalling, pilling, pinging, pitting, warping, checking, fading, chipping, cracking, yellowing, leaking, stalling, shrinking, and in dynamic unbalance.

Whenever I go on a ride, I'm always thinking of what's wrong with the thing and how it can be improved.

Judging by my degradation in the last 24 hours, I'll be surprised if I make it to Tuesday.

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

Change is not made without inconvenience, even from worse to better.

Inanimate objects can be classified scientifically into three major categories; those that don't work, those that break down and those that get lost.

Failures happen in any system.

My process has changed over the years. I'd say it has been enhanced.

Innovation usually arises from somebody taking a product already in production and making it better: better glass, better aluminum, a better chip. Innovation always starts with a product.

Any systems can always be made better.

An escalator can never break: it can only become stairs.

It's not the years honey, it's the mileage.

I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful hault, 'won't go,' or, even worse, explodes in some innocent person's face.

Your spikes have gone floppy.

I'm falling into disrepair

You're never the same. You're degrading, or you're getting better. You don't stay the same.

Looks like a sand pile my kids have been playing in for a long time - it's all beat up - no definition - just a lot of bumps and holes.

Making mistakes is how you learn.

Things seem to fall apart inevitably.

To be too busie gets contempt.

When the gap between ideal and real becomes too wide, the system breaks down.