It would be ten years before they saw each other again, and their meeting would be thick with birds.

The best art is political and you ought to be able to make it unquestionably political and irrevocably beautiful at the same time.

Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.

The peace I am thinking of is the dance of an open mind when it engages another equally open one.

I know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it is important not to ignore its pain, it is also critical to refuse to succumb to its malevolence. Like failure, chaos contains information that can lead to knowledge - even wisdom. Like art.

Political doesn't necessarily mean you have an agenda.

I am a moralist. I worry.