In the city, nudity means something; in the wild, it just exists.
The ninety percent of human experience that does not fit into established narrative patterns falls into oblivion.
Often, when I want to consult my impulses, I cannot find them.
At the dinner table, if you can't think of anything to say, sit quietly. Don't throw rolls, or chew on your napkin.
An old man drinks tea and reads the newspaper--forgetting age for a moment.
When my expectations are exactly fulfilled, I feel that something uncanny has happened.