Sense of place is the sixth sense, an internal compass and map made by memory and spatial perception together.

We fly; we dream in darkness; we devour heaven in bites too small to be measured.

We are often in two places at once. In fact we are usually in at least two places and occasionally the contrast is evident....Here, most often, is nothing more than the best perspective to contemplate there.

For me, being in a car or on an airplane is like being in limbo. It's this dead zone between two places. But to walk, you're some place that's already interesting. You're not just between places. Things are happening.

Time itself is our tragedy and most of us are fighting some kind of war against it.

It turns out that we're actually capable of something other than neoliberalism and actually we're really capable of enjoying ourselves more than we do under neoliberalism. It feels that if neoliberalism is first about privatizing desire and imagination before the economy, then we're in this process of publicizing it again.

...[Cabeza de Vaca] ceased to be lost not by returning but by turning into something else.