Jefferson Han Quotes

To get high data transfer rates in communicating information, you would love to use optical fibers. The problem is that light is extremely hard to manipulate. So we make a perfect copy of the information carried by the light. We transfer it to matter - the condensate.

To some degree, to control light, I have to have a way to form it, so I use form almost like the stretcher bar of a canvas.

If you know the shape of the lens and the image you get, you can work out the path that light followed between the object and your eye.

Immanence, or complicity, allows the writer to be a kind of shock absorber of the culture: to reflect back its 'whatness,' refracted through the sensibility of his consciousness.

When you seek out - or seek to avoid - your own reflection, the modern city becomes a hall of mirrors: car windows, reflective walls, and plate glass are everywhere, transmitting a cacophony of different versions of you - this one too short, that one too wide, another one with a sickly color you've never seen before.

I had a much better view with the halo than I expected.

I look at light as a material. It is physical. It is photons. Yes, it exhibits wave behavior, but it is a thing.

Art history is littered with work that involves light.

Bubbles have more colors than a rainbow.

The bubbles are thinner than wavelengths of light.

I'm interested in light. It's a very direct, pragmatic, American, rather naive approach.

Next-generation networks are hard to build. It takes a lot of money and effort to lay fiber, install wireless infrastructure, build satellite earth stations, and more. It also requires a reasonably certain business case for deployment, which is all too often hard to prove in parts of the country with sparse population and/or lower incomes.

This idea that light plays an important part in our life is important to me.

I wanted to deal with light directly rather than with paint.

I think of workshopping as a way to read your own work through the eyes of others - a scene that you write gets refracted by those around you, and suddenly you have several different readings of it, each with a different momentum for how it might be retooled or reshaped.

Fibers made on Earth, and thus made in the presence of gravity, have impurities and defects in the glass that adversely affect transmission speed and quality.

In the colored reflection we have Life.

Do not the Rays of Light which fall upon Bodies, and are reflected or refracted, begin to bend before they arrive at the Bodies; and are they not reflected, refracted, and inflected, by one and the same Principle, acting variously in various Circumstances?

For a moment she'd wondered if the seal around her sockets were tight enough to allow the tears simply to go on and fill up the entire lens space and never dry. She could carry the sadness of the moment with her that way forever, see the world refracted through those tears, those specific tears, as if indices as yet unfound varied in important ways from cry to cry.

Life is like a prism. What you see depends on how you turn the glass.

What doesn't transmit light creates its own darkness.

What folly takes light through ether to each eye from every horizon.

Meanwhile let us cast one shadow in air and water.

There is no greater mystery to me than that of light traveling through darkness.