This pain, this dying, this is just normal. This is how life is. In fact, I realize, there never was an earthquake. Life is just this way, broken, and I am crazy for dreaming of something else.

I went to the bedroom and lay on the floor, so as not to mess up the covers.

Making a movie: It's so hard. It's the hardest of all the things I do.

We don't really believe in mowing the lawn; we do it only to avoid unnecessary engagement with the neighbors.

When you can see the beauty of a tree, then you will know what love is.

It was a tiny sound but it woke me up because it was a human sound.

I suppose the daily disciplines are just a reflection of the qualities of my inner world - a mixture of paralysis and terror and a lighter, freer, kind of rebellious woman. So those are just constantly pushing against each other, and that's played out in every area of my life.