What I need is perspective. The illusion of depth, created by a frame, the arrangement of shapes on a flat surface. Perspective is necessary. Otherwise there are only two dimensions. Otherwise you live with your face squashed up against a wall, everything a huge foreground, of details, close-ups, hairs, the weave of the bedsheet, the molecules of the face. Your own skin like a map, a diagram of futility, criscrossed with tiny roads that lead nowhere. Otherwise you live in the moment. Which is not where I want to be.

My favorite author's question of all time - because it's so simple to answer ... 'Is your hair really like that, or do you get it done?

Canada is a balloon-puncturing country. You are not really allowed to be an icon unless you also make an idiot of yourself.

I grew up amongst biologists.

We still think of a powerful man as a born leader and a powerful woman as an anomaly.

I never say I'm an "ist" of any kind unless I know how the other person is defining it.

Axiom: you are a sea. Your eye- lids curve over chaos My hands where they touch you, create small inhabited islands soon you will be all earth: a known land, a country.