I gradually became aware that my interiority was inseparable from my exteriority, that the geography of my city was the geography of my soul.

If you find yourself as a person in unfamiliar territory, you will grasp on to what is already familiar.

Cliché activates the comfortable mental laziness, we sort of revert to the domain of the already-familiar, what we have already imagined so that it doesn't seem that bad.

I dont make notes for myself because I either lose them or they make no sense to me at all. I once found a piece of paper with the note: everything. Apparently I made a note to myself not to forget everything!

I wanted us to share the sense that the number of wrong moves far exceeds the number of good moves, to share the frightening instability of the correct decision, to bond in being confounded.

I like the idea of a book being a democratic space which readers enter, carrying their own thoughts, and participate in a conversation, or experience of grace.

When I look at my old pictures, all I can see is what I used to be but am no longer. I think: What I can see is what I am not.