We wait for the tortoises to come. We wait for that lady who walks them. That’s how art works. It’s never a jackrabbit, or a racehorse. It’s the tortoises that hold all the secrets. We’ve got to be patient enough to wait for them.

One does not know where love will take you.

A family is one of nature's solubles; it dissolves in time like salt in rainwater.

I'd be a conservative if I'd never met any. They're selfish, mean-spirited, egocentric, reactionary, and boring.

Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.

Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it's afterimage imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscura of dreams.

The fruit tasted foreign but indigenous, like sunlight a tree had changed through patience.