There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.

It is so much simpler to bury reality than it is to dispose of dreams

If you reveal everything, bare every feeling, ask for understanding, you lose something crucial to your sense of yourself. You need to know things that others don't know. It's what no one knows about you that allows you to know yourself.

If I were a writer, how I would enjoy being told the novel is dead. How liberating to work in the margins, outside a central perception. You are the ghoul of literature. Lovely.

You have to break through the structure of your own stonework habit just to make yourself listen.

Longing on a large scale makes history.

Technology and violence are interdependent.