Quotes About Minimalism

The less you do to beautiful food, the better it's going to taste. You don't need to mess with it all the time.

I wear black all the time.

I'm a big believer in minimalism. Not materialist minimalism although that's part of it but time and energy minimalism. The body is given only so much energy a day.

I pack a toothbrush, toothpaste, and deodorant. That's it. I don't have the time or patience for anything else. I'm a natural kind of guy. I don't style my hair - never learned how.

Oh, I would like to live in an empty house, with vines for walls, and a carpet of grass. No planks, no plastic, no fiberglass.

Impossible to believe we need so much as the world wants us to buy. I have more clothes, lamps, dishes, paper clips than I could possibly use before I die. Oh, I would like to live in an empty house, with vines for walls, and a carpet of grass. No planks, no plastic, no fiberglass. And I suppose sometime I will. Old and cold I will lie apart from all this buying and selling, with only the beautiful earth in my heart.

The most beautiful words were those which were not needed.

said, sounding a little nervous. "Skipping ahead to Everyday Necessities. Try your best to buy reused.

The simpler you keep it, the stronger it gets.

Making the simple complicated is commonplace; making the complicated simple, awesomely simple, that's creativity." —Charles Mingus, legendary jazz musician

Los mejores planes suelen ser los más sencillos

Vigorous writing is concise. A sentence should contain no unnecessary words, a paragraph no unnecessary sentences, for the same reason that a drawing should have no unnecessary lines and a machine no unnecessary parts.1

Get rid of half the words on each page, then get rid of half of what's left. —KRUG'S THIRD LAW OF USABILITY Of

As Albert Einstein liked to say, everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler.

I let go of all I no longer love, need, or use. I adore space.

I love a strong brow and ChapStick with glowing skin and messy hair. I'm a minimalist at heart.

I love to go and see all the things I am happy without.

Buy things you truly love, things that are special, but not a lot of them. It's about value, not quantity.

I love all this stuff. I look at all the gadgets that come out and I think, 'Oh, this fix works for me. But the rest don't.' I'm not genuflecting in front of the God of Newness.

Alternatively, perfection might be regarded as the absence of all unnecessary things, and the pleasures of an ascetic life.

Getting rid of most of my personal library comported nicely with my longheld fantasy of traveling light, existing with minimal encumbrances, living simply. A fantasy it has always been, for the longr I have lived, the heavier has my equipage grown.

There have always been two ways to be rich: by accumulating vast sums or by needing very little.

I don't believe in saying anything unless there's something to say. As time goes on, the less I speak. Boredom, depression, equanimity.

And all the while, accompanying my every step, The Photographer is sounding in my head, purling incessantly through my clamped-on Walkman; it's a good piece, Glass's homage to Muybridge, minimalism used to maximal effect: with its repeating rhythms, endlessly rechurning, the music resembles a wave that doesn't move, a standing wave; that's what you listen to, the change and unchange of the wave, not any emergent melody: listening not above, but within;