I had always been fascinated with Napoleon because he was a self-made emperor; Victor Hugo said, ‘Napoleon’s will to power,’ and it was the title of my paper. And I submitted it to my teacher, and he didn’t think I had written it. And he wanted me to explain it to him.
You don’t get shouted at at the ‘Guardian.’ Nobody bullies you at the paper; nobody tells you what to write. Now, I love working in that atmosphere; I am free to research and write what I want.
Writing is thought crystalized on a piece of paper, which can then be reviewed.
The way I write is, I listen to things in my head, and then I copy them down. I memorize conversations and things like that; I seem to be able to do that pretty well. I suppose in that respect there’s some improvisation, although I work over the stuff after I’ve got it down on paper.
My dad taught me to read by reading comic strips in the Saturday paper and Archie comics.
If you do have a team where every rider has a huge list of results, that means everybody wants to do the race for themselves. The strongest team in the Tour is not the strongest team on paper.
When I was younger, I just lived my life on paper. I didn’t really live in the real world very much. As a consequence, I couldn’t cope with the real world and real people very well. That in itself became life threatening, so I had to stop drawing so much and learn how to cope with people.
Even Crazy Horses is a good song, by the Osmonds. I’ve known many bands who have covered that. It’s just a great song. I bought it in a brown, paper bag because I didn’t want anyone to know I had it.
The town I grew up in, there were no musicians to play with; it was just me. The town I grew up in, there was two shops: like, a paper shop that sells confectionery, sweets and stuff, and, like, a farm supplies and a petrol station. That was literally it.
My worry about the New York Times is that it’s got the only position as a national elitist general-interest paper. So the network news picks up its cues from the Times. And local papers do too. It has a huge influence. And we’d love to challenge it.
I’ve learned to develop a thick skin, but you’re bound to be affected when you read something bad about yourself in the paper and it’s rubbed in your face over and over.
‘The Red’ is the first book in a trilogy that gained a big following as a self-published e-book, and is now out in paper from Saga. It introduces us to reluctant hero Shelley, a former anti-war activist who chooses to join the military rather than serve jail time after being arrested at a protest.
I went to a state school in Christchurch, New Zealand, and then straight on to the University of Canterbury. But I worked part-time all the way through high school: first with a paper round, then at a fast-food outlet, a video store and a hardware store.
Then the war became a real problem and along with other shortages, they started to have paper problems.
In a paper called ‘The Economics of Matching: Stability and Incentives,’ I showed that there were not any mechanisms that would always both produce a stable matching and make it completely safe for all firms and workers to reveal their true preferences.
I write with pen and paper. I don’t have a mobile or computer, because I know how great they are. If I did, I’d never leave the house – you’d find me in six months, dead under a pile of pizza boxes.
My favorite thing is to be alone in a room with a blank paper in front of me and the time to fill it.
I don’t believe that a piece of paper will excuse my actions. In the end, only my actions will.
It doesn’t matter what odds are on paper or what’s happened before. It matters what happens that moment.
When you go to jail, there’s so much simple stuff missing. You just want some good toilet paper or a real toothbrush, a real blanket and a real bed to lay in.
Basic dictionaries no longer belong on paper; the greatest, the ‘Oxford English Dictionary,’ has nimbly remade itself in cyberspace, where it has doubled in size and grown more timely and usable than ever.
In reality there is no such thing as an inflation of prices, relatively to gold. There is such a thing as a depreciated paper currency.
My first feeling about the paper and the attitude is that it is absurd.
I’ve been in a serious conversation with one of my children, and a fan has come up. I’ve been in a public bathroom and had the hand come under the stall with a paper and pen. That sort of thing anybody can live without.
Don’t set pen to paper until you know your main characters inside out. Create files detailing their appearances, likes, dislikes, and personal background. You may not use all the information, but it is a crucial step in planning your story.
From the first time you can look in the paper and you accept that you’re the entertainment for some people that night, it becomes so much more enjoyable to play live.
My first job, 9 years old, part-time, was selling Christmas cards door-to-door. Ten years old, my brother and I had paper routes. We delivered a morning paper called the ‘L.A. Examiner.’ Get up at 4 o’clock, fold your papers, deliver them and get ready for school.
As a graduate student, I wrote a long paper connecting the dots between mathematical models of learning and language development in children. It was published in a major journal.
We sit and read the paper in conjunction with having a little breakfast. Usually fruit salad, or I make myself a smoothie with rice milk, coconut water and yogurt.
Every once in a while, someone will mail me a single popcorn kernel that didn’t pop. I’ll get out a fresh kernel, tape it to a piece of paper and mail it back to them.
You have all these people in the city and everything has become centralized. If you live outside the city and you need a birth certificate or some official paper from the government, you have to travel to the city.
God created paper for the purpose of drawing architecture on it. Everything else is, at least for me, an abuse of paper.
I have a tendency, more than most other physicists, to try to figure out everything all at once, before I publish. And even to try to figure out everything in my head, without pencil and paper.
I kind of have a strange addiction to hair dryers. Like on the TV show, where they eat toilet paper or eat the wall or something – I’m addicted to hair dryers. Since I was 8 years old, I’ve used them to fall asleep. I love the white noise. I love the heat. It just puts me right to sleep.
You can only generate ideas when you put pencil to paper, brush to canvas… when you actually do something physical.
‘Fowl Space’ was a lovechild of boredom. While in class, two of the developers started passing designs back and forth. Somewhere in the middle of all that ink and crumpled paper, a chicken in a space helmet was born and thus we have ‘Fowl Space.’
A city with one newspaper, or with a morning and an evening paper under one ownership, is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass.
Then, all of a sudden, here I am in the Press Room in the White House and walking in with the guards, who handed me three little pieces of paper asking me to send pictures to the guards at the White House.
Dad loved computer games, and I would sit beside him for hours with graph paper, drawing out plans to try and forecast the moves he should make while he worked the computer controller.
No publisher in America improved a paper so quickly on so grand a scale, took a paper that was marginal in qualities and brought it to excellence as Otis Chandler did.
Writers are people who put pen to paper every day.
I love the smell of paper in the morning; it smells like victory.
My studio is not arty. It doesn’t smell of turpentine, and I’m not knee-high in paper.
If you write something down on paper, it becomes an actual goal. Before you write it down, it’s a thought, a dream that may or may not get done.
France is a place where the money falls apart in your hands but you can’t tear the toilet paper.
I drew a picture on the back of a calendar in pencil. In those days they used to give out free calendars, I had no art paper, so I took whatever else I could.
I like getting toilet paper thrown at me.
My mother used to laugh that if they asked me to clean up my room, I would spend so much time reading every tiny bit of paper, a receipt or whatever, instead of throwing it in the trash.
People sort of take it for granted, but the more you see of the media world the more you appreciate a paper like the Times where its family continues to invest in editorial quality and I think it’s the truly is the best paper in the world.
It is not worth the paper it is written on unless it is backed by the kind of force that will make the other side consider the penalties too heavy to break the agreement.
I love players like Thurston Moore. I mean, you can put notes down on a sheet of paper, and if you practice and get your chops up, you can play like an Eddie Van Halen or a Steve Vai. But nobody can do what Thurston Moore does; he’s his own guy. He talks through his instrument in a language that’s all his own.
I don’t keep a diary and I throw away nearly all the paper I might have kept. I don’t keep an archive. There’s something worrying about my make-up that I try to leave no trace of myself apart from my plays.
Our universe – it’s three-dimensional, but we can pretend it’s two-dimensional so it’s like this sheet of paper – and we live in Pasadena over here and London is over there, and it’s thousands of miles from Pasadena to London.
