The great majority of people are calm, resourceful, altruistic or even beyond altruistic, as they risk themselves for others. We improvise the conditions of survival beautifully.

There was an assumption that aerial bombing of civilians in World War II would cause fragile, working-class people to basically have nervous breakdowns and it would paralyze the state. That was the logic of aerial bombing. In fact, it doesn't happen at all, but the logic behind aerial bombing has never stopped, even though it never demoralizes, terrorizes, or paralyzes a population.

Perhaps it’s that you can’t go back in time, but you can return to the scenes of a love, of a crime, of happiness, and of a fatal decision; the places are what remain, are what you can possess, are what is immortal. They become the tangible landscape of memory, the places that made you, and in some way you too become them. They are what you can possess and in the end what possesses you.

Walking allows us to be in our bodies and in the world without being made busy by them.

The art is not one of forgetting but letting go. And when everything else is gone, you can be rich in loss.

A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.

I was not going to surrender to the status quo and corporate insistence that ordinary people have no power and influence.