Quotes About Compression

I tell the story by feel most of the time, and I am not much given to labyrinthian digressions but seem to be naturally drawn to compression and pace, and the feelings come about on their own.

I've seen 'Goodfellas' a hundred times, and one of the things that I take away from that movie is dynamic pacing and energy. I just think that film is sort of a paragon of excellence in filmmaking and the compression of narrative.

With a film, you have to pare down and take stuff out and squish it all down into a 110 page script.

I'm used to adapting my novels for feature film - it can be challenging to cut and compress three or four hundred pages into two hours of dramatic action.

The nerves were so badly compressed that I had no feeling on the palm of my hand. I mean, you could have pounded a nail through my hand and I wouldn't have been able to feel it.

Books cut shorter. Condensations. Digests. Tabloids. Everything boils down to the snap ending.

It's very important to understand that the 'Talk' piece was not an excerpt, it was an adaptation, which means I compressed different parts of the book and made a new piece.

A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.

There's a therapeutic aspect to all making, but the nature of working is to compress, condense, and shape stuff, not to just expunge it. It's not just an exorcism.

The city is like poetry; it compresses all life, all races and breeds, into a small island and adds music and the accompaniment of internal engines.

This poem has been called obscure. I refuse to believe that it is obscurer than pity, violence, or suffering. But being a poem, not a lifetime, it is more compressed.

I want a poem which is made of compression, passion, precision, symmetry, & disruption.

I like bringing poetry's focus on figurative language and compression into the essay. Of course, the musical properties of language, the cadence of the sentence, are really important to me in prose.

A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem.

To achieve this density of a neutron star at home, just cram a herd of 50 million elephants into the volume of a thimble.

He can compress the most words into the smallest ideas of any man I ever met.

A gravitational wave is a very slight stretching in one dimension. If there's a gravitational wave traveling towards you, you get a stretch in the dimension that's perpendicular to the direction it's moving. And then perpendicular to that first stretch, you have a compression along the other dimension.

That's what records do: represent a compressed, heightened version of the sound. Because of the compression of the tubes and microphones and the wax, it's magic!

While players say they like the five-day break, they're also saying they don't like the compression that goes along with it, and that's something that is of great concern to us as well.

I like having a paperback original. And until literature catches up with the culture - the violence, language, syntax, compression, concision, complexity and diversity that the Internet offers - books still make sense.

A fuel's octane rating is a measure of how much it can be compressed before the heat of compression ignites it. Octane ratings at American gasoline pumps today, for example, range from 87 to 93. Pure alcohol has an octane rating of 105.

She once complained that her stories were like 'birds bred in cages,' but that concentrated atmosphere, that claustrophobic hothouse of emotion, was her talent. Her stories were little masterpieces of compression: she succinctly contained whole lifetimes in a few pages, every moment loaded with as much as it could bear.

My butt cheeks clenched to tightly that not even light could have escaped

What great harm depression and stress do to us….compression is what prematurely ages us---compacting us, physically and emotionally, into a feeling of frailty and brokenness. To fight against compression is to open up your life, to create possibility where once there was nothing, but pressure. What if your life belongs to you?