Larry Harvey Quotes

We find the vast majority of people in every country believing that there will be a time when this world will become perfect, when there will be no disease, nor death, nor unhappiness, nor wickedness. That is a very good idea, a very good motive power to inspire and uplift the ignorant. But if we think for a moment, we shall find on the very face of it that it cannot be so. How can it be, seeing that good and evil are the obverse and reverse of the same coin? How can you have good without evil at the same time?

I think dreams can come true, but not necessarily like fairy-tales. It's not always so perfect like that.

All my writing is about the recognition that there is no single reality. But the beauty of it is that you nevertheless go on, walking towards utopia, which may not exist, on a bridge which might end before you reach the other side.

I think it's unfair, but they have the right as fallible, screwed-up humans to be unfair; that's the human condition.

The fact of storytelling hints at a fundamental human unease, hints at human imperfection. Where there is perfection there is no story to tell.

Complete and total perfection will come about only when we feel that our perfection is no perfections as long as the rest of humanity remains imperfect.

There is no magic person out there, no perfect human being out there waiting for you.

Law describes the way things would work if men were angels.

There's no such thing as perfect writing, just like there's no such thing as perfect despair.

Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.

Reality does not conform to the ideal, but confirms it.

We're imperfect people trapped in an imperfect world until we get to that place beyond.

Paradise is too perfect for humanity.

They constantly try to escape From the darkness outside and within By dreaming of systems so perfect That no one will need to be good.

What would Chaucer have written about if men were perfect?

Superman' was created at a time when we needed some idealistic, perfect person to aspire to, which is why he is so flawless.

I think seeking perfection in human affairs is a perfect way to destroy them.

Utopia is on the horizon. I move two steps closer; it moves two steps further away. I walk another ten steps and the horizon runs ten steps further away. As much as I may walk, I'll never reach it. So what's the point of utopia? The point is this: to keep walking.

I abhor the idea of a perfect world. It would bore me to tears.

Some men are more perfect than others.

Both the artist and the lover know that perfection is not loveable. It is the clumsiness of a fault that makes a person lovable.

Let's build Paradise again.

Since there must be chimeras, why is not perfection the chimera of all men?

We will never have a perfect world, but it's not romantic or naive to work toward a better one.

I paint life as I would like it to be.