Like a flash of lightning and in an instant the truth was revealed. I drew with a stick on the sand the diagrams of my motor. A thousand secrets of nature which I might have stumbled upon accidentally I would have given for that one which I had wrestled from her against all odds and at the peril of my existence.
Things often offer themselves to our mind in a more finished form in the very first thought, than we might have made them by muchart and study.
A poem is an instant of lucidity in which the entire organism participates.
A light turned on in a dark room is like receiving a message from God quickly, completely, and all at once.
When I have an idea, it goes from vague, cloudy notion to 100,000 words in a heartbeat.
One's intelligence may march about and about a problem, but the solution does not come gradually into view. One moment it is not. The next it is there.
People want an easy sound bite.
But questions that don’t answer themselves at the very moment of their asking are never answered.
I would find myself, not necessarily always assigning these little bits of music for here or there, but all of a sudden something would fall into place and it would be exactly that.
