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“Manusia bermimpi tidak hanya waktu ia tidur. Menurut saya, mimpi merupakan bentuk lain dari kreativitas. Menjadi kreatif tidak kenal siang atau malam. Ada banyak pekerjaan yang masih punya ruang untuk inspirasi, tapi banyak juga pekerjaan yang menyita segalanya. Pekerjaan tanpa mimpi, atau tanpa waktu untuk bermimpi, adalah pekerjaan robot. Bukan manusia.”

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Supernova: Ksatria, Puteri, dan Bintang Jatuh

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