Heroics are not easily had for the young in our times. Perhaps that is why they go to such extremes to create their own dangers.

You're supposed to get tired planting bulbs. But it's an agreeable tiredness.

I'm always aware that I risk being taken for a neurasthenic prima donna when I explain to someone who wants 'just a little' of my time that five minutes of the wrong kind of distraction can ruin a working day.

The more you respect and focus on the singular and the strange, the more you become aware of the universal and infinite.

The race of children possesses magically sagacious powers.

There are two kinds of people. One kind, you can just tell by looking at them at what point they congealed into their final selves. It might be a very nice self, but you know you can expect no more surprises from it. Whereas, the other kind keep moving, changing... They are fluid. They keep moving forward and making new trysts with life, and the motion of it keeps them young. In my opinion, they are the only people who are still alive. You must be constantly on your guard against congealing.

The characters that I create are parts of myself and I send them on little missions to find out what I don’t know yet.