It proposed that human beings, by the act of making witness, warranted times and places for their existence other than the time and place they were living through.

Writing is immensely difficult. The short forms especially.

I am telling you what I know—words have music and if you are a musician you will write to hear them.

And though the newspapers called the shooting the Crime of the Century, Goldman knew it was only 1906 and there were ninety-four years to go.

When I'm writing, I like to seal everything off and face the wall, not to look outside the window. The only way out is through the sentences.

We are all good friends. Friendship is what endures. Shared ideals, respect for the whole character of a human being.

I worry about images. Images are what things mean.