As much as I care about historical context - I'm very eager to read a really great historical account.

There's something about the rhythms of language that correspond to the rhythms of our own bodies.

Yet I'm making a book and I'm going to care immensely about what words get bound in the pages, and I want the object to look good. I won't believe in it and it won't be real to me until there's a finished book I can hold.

I'm not too embarrassed to say I'm the definition of the target audience. This is my generation, the one of exalting music in album form.

How often had that hydrant even been opened? Did you jet water through a car window, what, twice at best? Summer burned just a few afternoons long, in the end. As for flying, Dose never even glanced at the sky. Flying was a summer within a summer, a whim. So why think of it at all?

When people call something "original," 9 out of 10 times they just don't know the references or original sources involved.

I'm a firm believer that there are no rules in art. Every trajectory is different.