You can't have modern states based on ideas which have been out of date for a thousand years.

The history of a culture can be determined by its untranslatable words.

Home has become such a scattered, damaged, various concept in our present travails. There is so much to yearn for. There are so few rainbows any more.

I've never had very high regard for therapists. I owe my health, my mental survival, to my friends and loved ones.

All art began as sacred art, you know? I mean, all painting began as religious painting. All writing began as religious writing.

Out-of-step intellectuals like Noam Chomsky and the deceased Edward Said have often been dismissed as crazy extremists, 'anti-American,' and in Mr. Said's case even, absurdly, as apologists for Palestinian 'terrorism.'

Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another's, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.