Like the single drops that sparkle in the sun as they are flung far ahead of the advancing edge of a wave-crest or of a flood, they show the way and are forerunners

The world is not yet with them, so they often seem in the midst of the world’s affairs to be preposterous

This has been said a million different times and ways and it never seems to penetrate but I’ll try again: Using AI to “do” art isn’t possible. Art is not the process of coming up with a good idea to get started and then executing it flawlessly in the style of someone you admire.

The opposition between the men who have and the men who are is immemorial

If the grace of God miraculously operates, it probably operates through the subliminal door, then

To omit, says Stevenson, is the one art in literature: If I knew how to omit, I should ask no other knowledge