Darling, You asked me to write you a letter, so I am writing you a letter. I do not know why I am writing you this letter, or what this letter is supposed to be about, but I am writing it nonetheless, because I love you very much and trust that you have some good purpose for having me write this letter. I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love. Your father

It took me as long as I had known him to get rid of all of his words. Like turning an hourglass over.

People who want to find a place of rest, want to find an integrated personality, sense of self, want fewer fractures in their lives.

If we communicated with something like music, we would never be misunderstood, because there is nothing in music to understand.

I have so much to say to you. I want to begin at the beginning, because that is what you deserve. I want to tell you everything, without leaving out a single detail. But where is the beginning? And what is everything?

Weeks passed like boats waiting to sail into the starless dawn, we were full of aimless endless darkness.

Dear Anna, we will live in a home with no walls, so that everywhere we go will be our home.