No love is entirely without worth, even when the frivolous calls to the frivolous and the base to the base.

Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.

We defend ourselves by descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.

Intense mutual erotic love, love which involves with the flesh all the most refined sexual being of the spirit, which reveals and perhaps even ex nihilo creates spirit as sex, is comparatively rare in this inconvenient world.

Hegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.

Time can divorce us from the reality of people, it can separate us from people and turn them into ghosts. Or rather it is we who turn them into ghosts or demons. Some kinds of fruitless preoccupations with the past can create such simulacra, and they can exercise power, like those heroes at Troy fighting for a phantom Helen.

All art is the struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.