There are things that can't be said, because it's hard to have to know them.

It's about the connecting force from form to form. It's the toe bone connecting to the shoulder bone. It's the bacterial kick of life force, something growing out of nothing, forming itself out of something else. Form never stops. And form is always environmental.

Thomas Teal, a luminous translator of Jansson's twin talent for surface and depth, simplicity and reverberation in language, and someone who knows exactly how to convey her gift for sensing the meaning embedded in the most mundane act or turn of phrase.

Google is so strange. It promises everything, but everything isn’t there. You type in the words for what you need, and what you need becomes superfluous in an instant, shadowed instantaneously by the things you really need, and none of them answerable by Google.

We'd never expect to understand a piece of music on one listen, but we tend to believe we've read a book after reading it just once.

Art makes nothing happen in a way that makes something happen.

I want to be bored. But I can't. But I really don't want to be this thing that I'm having to be instead of being bored.