Any given moment - no matter how casual, how ordinary - is poised, full of gaping life.

History and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments.

The dead leave us starving with mouths full of love.” from “Memoriam

When you put a tremendous amount of love into your work, as in any relationship, you can't know - you can only hope - that what you're offering will in some way be received. You shape your love to artistic demands, to the rigors of your genre. But still, it's a labor of love, and it's the nature of love that you must give it freely.

The truth doesn't care what we think of it.

No one is born just once. If you're lucky, you'll emerge again in someone's arms; or unlucky, wake when the long tail of terror brushes the inside of your skull.

Some stones are so heavy only silence helps you carry them!