I usually feel something before I know it.

Bruce Lee, before he fought, he would try to visualize how the fight would go, because he was visualizing a victorious path out of the combat.

I'm interested in someone who's mired in grief: how do you get back to that thing that makes them warm? Because you know that's in there.

If you created a place in air where they're breathing and running around in, and then they speak in that fictional milieu, it's perfectly authenticated because the whole world relies on you, who've made it possible.

I want a theory to come out to guide policy.

I love the fact that I can go to a museum now that tells me I'm in the postmodern age.

If you're just mired in privilege, there's nothing to learn; learning appears to be over.