Richard Powers
The desire to live in our imagination is driven by this suspicion that we're disembodied sensibilities cobbled into our bodies. That idea has infused most of human thought since the very beginning.Collection: Imagination
I like to travel and connect.Collection: Travel
Science is not about control. It is about cultivating a perpetual condition of wonder in the face of something that forever grows one step richer and subtler than our latest theory about it. It is about reverence, not mastery.Collection: Science
I write the way you might arrange flowers. Not every try works, but each one launches another. Every constraint, even dullness, frees up a new design.Collection: Design
The 'information novel' shouldn't be a curiosity. It should be absolutely mainstream.
I'd like, each time out as a writer, to reinvent who I am and what I'm doing. That's one of the great pleasures and rewards of the occupation.
We build our technologies as a way of addressing all our anxieties and desires. They are our passions congealed into these prosthetic extensions of ourselves. And they do it in a way that reflects what we dream ourselves capable of doing.
I don't mind arguing with myself. It's when I lose that it bothers me.
Only white men have the luxury of ignoring race.
For me, university was just awful because it was closing one door after the other of all these candy shops of professional possibilities.
A book is still atemporal. It is you, in silence, hearing voices in your head, unfolding at a time that has nothing to do with the timescale of reading. And for the hours that we retreat into this moratorium, with the last form of private and silent human activity that isn't considered pathological, we are outside of time.
We will live with racism for ever. But senses of self, senses of belonging, senses of us and of others? Those are up for grabs.
I used to work for 12 or 14 hours at a time but the digital age has made such happy immersions almost impossible.
I keep a quotes journal - of every sentence that I've wanted to remember from my reading of the past 30 years.
Out of grad school, I worked as a tech writer for a while before going into computer coding for a living.
I think that if the novel's task is to describe where we find ourselves and how we live now, the novelist must take a good, hard look at the most central facts of contemporary life - technology and science.
We don't consider the roles that we're taking in making the world the way it is.
I would say the flip side to my fascination with systems is a fascination with components. So many of my books are dialogues between little and big.
The Midwest is such a tabula rasa.
If you're going to immerse yourself in a project for three years, why not stake out a chunk of the world that is completely alien to you and go traveling?
The thing that makes reading and writing suspect in the eyes of the market economy is that it's not corrupted.
Reading is the last act of secular prayer.
My dream has always been to suspend myself in space when I write, and lying horizontal in bed is the closest to doing that.
Everything interests me.
I really like science because it seems to be that place where you get the big picture, everything connects.
What we can do should never by itself determine what we choose to do, yet this is the way technology tends to work.
All the different ways we know the world all come from the brain, and they all depend on each other to make sense.
This idea that a book can either be about character and feeling, or about politics and idea, is just a false binary. Ideas are an expression of the feelings and the intense emotions we hold about the world.
Novel-writing is the only place where someone who would have liked to do anything can still do that vicariously.
In 25 years of writing novels, I've never had anything that felt like writer's block.
Type a few lines of code, you create an organism.
Until I was 42, I could fit everything that I owned into two suitcases.
My goal for technology has always been to reach a point where the technological mediation becomes invisible.
What I really like to learn how to do is to build sentences that are equal to mental states.Collection: States
Librarian is a service occupation. Gas station attendant of the mind.Collection: Book
When you're sure of what you're looking at, look harder.Collection: Looks
Only keep still, wait, and hear, and the world will open.Collection: Waiting
Time passes, as the novelist says. The single most useful trick of fiction for our repair and refreshment: the defeat of time. A century of family saga and a ride up an escalator can take the same number of pages. Fiction sets any conversion rate, then changes it in a syllable. The narrator’s mother carries her child up the stairs and the reader follows, for days. But World War I passes in a paragraph. I needed 125 pages to get from Labor Day to Christmas vacation. In six more words, here’s spring.Collection: Mother
The use of music is to remind us how short a time we have a body.Collection: Use
Evil is the refusal to see one's self in others.Collection: Self
All we can ever do is lay a word in the hands of those who have put one in ours.Collection: Hands
Maybe happiness is like a virus. Maybe it's one of those bugs that sits for a long time, so we don't even know that we are infected.Collection: Long
The web: yet another total disorientation that becomes status quo without anyone realizing it.Collection: Realizing
Music forecasts the past, recalls the future. Now and then the difference falls away, and in one simple gift of circling sound, the ear solves the scrambled cryptogram. One abiding rhythm, present and always, and you're free. But a few measures more, and the cloak of time closes back around you.Collection: Fall
The job of taste was to thin the insane torrent of human creativity down to manageable levels. But the job of appetite was never to be happy with taste.Collection: Jobs
The oldest principle of composition: repeat everything.Collection: Principles
The loneliness of writing is that you baffle your friends and change the lives of strangers.Collection: Loneliness