The Shape of Design A Book by Frank Chimero shapeofdesignbook.com Near and farWhy we should readWe hear a voice whisperNeeds more loveOne candle can light another+9 More designcraft
The Web's Grain An Essay by Frank Chimero frankchimero.com Start drawing, then put the box around it We are working against the grain of the woodA passive beauty of right structure
1984 A Novel by George Orwell Into the dampness of a graveReality exists in the mindPerhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.We shall meet in the place where there is no darknessNothing was your own
Into the dampness of a grave He had the sensation of stepping into the dampness of a grave, and it was not much better because he had always known that the grave was there and waiting for him. death
Reality exists in the mind But I tell you, Winston, that reality is not external. Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else. realitymind
Nothing was your own Always the eyes watching you and the voice enveloping you. Asleep or awake, working or eating, indoors or out of doors, in the bath or in bed—no escape. Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimetres inside your skull. surveillanceownership