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

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

What a terrible mistake to let go of something wonderful for something real.

It would require constant vigilance to not replace each person with my own fictional version of them.

The things keeping you back-these embarrassing, boring, stupid obstacles-are the heart of what it is to be human. They’re the whole reason for making and needing art. So you might as well go ahead and begin in whatever way you can right now.

Inelegantly, and without my consent, time passed.

My earliest memory is aged three, seeing sunlight on water and feeling it was really magical.