History works itself out in the living.

History works itself out in the living.

I think one of the reasons to be here on earth is to finally be who we are, at all times - to know and be predictable to ourselves.

To think about love and passion and political correctness all together, it doesn't work. Art has to go way past the political to be effective.

There is no such thing as a complete lack of order, only a design so vast it appears unrepetitive up close.

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that.

Every so often something shatters like ice and we are in the river of our existence. We are aware.