A photograph is a universe of dots. The grain, the halide, the little silver things clumped in the emulsion. Once you get inside a dot, you gain access to hidden information, you slide into the smallest event. This is what technology does. It peels back the shadows and redeems the dazed and rumbling past. It makes reality come true.

There are times when you want to stop working at faith and just be washed in a blowing wind that tells you everything.

Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird.

Music is dangerous in so many ways. It's the most dangerous thing in the world.

The family is the cradle of the world's misinformation.

Past, present and future are not amenities of language. Time unfolds into the seamsof being. It passes through you, making and shaping.

Everything I've stated may prove to be total poppycock.... Perhaps time will tell. Perhaps time will do nothing of the kind.