I’ve always felt compelled to explore range, because, as far as I know, we’re only here once. So let’s see how much we can encompass.
I just feel compelled to continue to be transparent. It just really levels the playing field and eradicates the shame that I have, or that one might have, about being human. So I’m going to just keep going.
It’s so funny to see the evolution in my music and personal style as a whole because, for me, they all work together as art. As my music changes, I’m compelled to change my hair, clothes, or shoes. It all has to be cohesive.
Having grown up so familiar with creating a pleasing facade, I now end up compelled to reveal things inside and say, ‘Okay, now you really see me. Do you still love me?’ And then it’s never enough; it always has to be total self-revelation.
Beyond that, I seem to be compelled to write science fiction, rather than fantasy or mysteries or some other genre more likely to climb onto bestseller lists even though I enjoy reading a wide variety of literature, both fiction and nonfiction.
We were big Clash fans, you know, big Who fans and I think we would listen to this music and talk about music and do nothing but music night and day, and when it came time to actually making our own music, you feel compelled to sort of tuck all those influences away, not show them.
Owners of dogs will have noticed that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they will think you are God. Whereas owners of cats are compelled to realize that, if you provide them with food and water and affection, they draw the conclusion that they are God.
Are ideals confined to this deformed experiment upon a noble purpose, tainted, as it is, with bargains and tied to a peace treaty which might have been disposed of long ago to the great benefit of the world if it had not been compelled to carry this rider on its back?
I found myself compelled – like this weird, shameful compulsion – to draw cute animals.
This melancholy London – I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air.
For so long as the Jew has even one ally, he will be convinced – in his smallness of mind – that his salvation came from that ally. It is only when he is alone – against all of his own efforts and frantic attempts – that he will, through no choice, be compelled to turn to G-d.
I never, ever decided that I had to write a novel because, to me, there’s no such decision that ought to be made. It’s only something that I felt compelled to do, and it began to evolve.
A man’s mind will very gradually refuse to make itself up until it is driven and compelled by emergency.
The artist sees the tragic to such a degree that he is compelled to express the non-tragic.
I feel compelled to make art that on one hand reflects and sometimes almost creates like a sense of comfort when confronted with the strangeness of the world.
If the game designer produces more content than he can consume per month, some fraction of the people will say more quests, more tests, more challenges, more whatever, and they will be compelled by it.
As a human being, when I see things going on in my community, I feel compelled to do something, to say something.
I’ve done whatever I’ve been compelled to do, and I’ve done it all to the best of my abilities. If I’ve been recognized or honored for what I’ve done then those are bonuses, not the reason for doing what I did.
