I think artists can go to a level of vision that can often save us from a situation which seems to have no solution whatsoever.

Society, like nature, is one body, really.

Far more frightening than the thought of dying was the experience of erasure already occurring in my life. My fear of becoming someone who did not count.

I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from the earth, each other, ourselves.

How many small decisions accumulate to form a habit? What a multitude of decisions, made by others, in other times, must shape our lives now.

What is buried in the past of one generation falls to the next to claim.

... This is the paradox of vision: Sharp perception softens our existence in the world.