No need to fear death. There will be a tunnel and light.

Caught between the tongue and the taste.

At least half of your mind is always thinking, I'll be leaving; this won't last. It's a good Buddhist attitude. If I were a Buddhist, this would be a great help. As it is, I'm just sad.

Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.

Making is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you've made something, it'll - the world will be different.

To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.

Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.