It occurred to me that eating is the only form of professionalism most people ever attain.

why something and not nothing? why music and not noise?

Something is always happening, even on the quietest days and deep into the night, if you stand a while and look.

The excitement of theatre is palpable but the frustrations, and the complete absence of a definitive evening - the play as text means practically nothing in a way - , there's no particular performance that is definitive in the way a novel is a solid object you hold in your hands and here it is. You can't say that about a play. If the novel gives us a sense of throbbing consciousness, theater is pure soul, beautiful and elusive.

Ask yourself this question. Do we have to be humans forever? Consciousness is exhausted. Back now to inorganic matter. This is what we want. We want to be stones in a field.

He said, "The word for moonlight is moonlight.

I hate my life. I'm at the point where I want to hear about other people's lives. it's like switching from fiction to biography.