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Aug 03, 2014
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How do you sleep at night?

Mad Men, S01E06 [video]

Roy: “So, what do you do, Don?”
Don Draper: “I blow up bridges.”
Midge: “Don’s in advertising.”
Roy: “No way! Madison Avenue? What a gas!”
Midge: “We all have to serve somebody.”
Roy: “Perpetuating the lie. How do you sleep at night?”
Don: “On a bed made of money.”

Simpsons, S06E18 [video]

Jay Sherman: How do you sleep at night?
Rainer Wolfcastle: On top of a pile of money with many beautiful ladies.
Jay Sherman: Just asking.

Jun 19, 2014
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I’m just back out here to make enough money to disappear again.

Jun 18, 2014
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Advertising is built on puffery — on, at heart, deception. And I don’t think anybody can go proudly into the next world with a career built on deception — no matter how well they do it.

Mar 20, 2014
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Nov 24, 2013
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The real ending to Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory

Nov 10, 2013
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Working on poems is like cheating on your husband: It’s what I really want to do but they won’t pay me for it.

Oct 27, 2013
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Writing beats baling hay or going door-to-door for a living, but it’s still shockingly unenjoyable work.

Sep 12, 2013
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Putting your money towards art, music, film, etc., even food, is a gesture of interest that you are making towards being shown something new. You are not purchasing a reliable product like pants. You are voting “yes” for mystery.

May 26, 2013
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Harvey Weinstein tells Errol Morris how to sell the work. Brilliant.

Harvey Weinstein tells Errol Morris how to sell the work. Brilliant.

(Source: filmzu, via gwendabond)

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I kept myself purposely stupid about the commerce side of it. It was dumb. I really should have looked after things…. At one time there was an audit, and I was given a figure of [losing] $30 million. I didn’t even know I had anything like that. I thought maybe 3, maybe close to 10 million. […] I always had this sense that O.K., I’m an artist and I shouldn’t have to be concerned about something as banal as money, which is baloney. It’s my job. It’s what I do. I didn’t pay any attention to it, and I trusted other people, and I got screwed.
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