There is a kind of poetry, bad and good, in evrything, everywhere we look.

Happy is what you realize you are a fraction of a second before it's too late.

I was at the tail end of the family. The next brother along was already seven years older than me. I remember growing up by myself, playing games by myself.

remember you must live. remember you most love. remainder you mist leaf.

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.

The whole point is, we can forget. It’s important that we forget some things. Otherwise we’d go round the world carrying a hodload of stuff we just don’t need.

To be known so well by someone is an unimaginable gift. But to be imagined so well by someone is even better.