I go into any movie that's historical fiction thinking, 'OK, I'm here to watch a work of art, something delivering a series of opinions, and if it's a good work of art, these opinions become so deeply embedded in complexity and richness that I won't even be bothered by the opinions. I'll make my own mind up.'

Theater really gets damaged when there is a paucity of good criticism around.

I'm not an experimental artist. I have no talent for that. I need a certain kind of antecedent form to follow.

We all romp about, grieving, wondering, but with rare exception we mostly remain suspended in the Rhetorical Colloidal Forever that agglutinates between Might and Do.

Before the boiling of blood and the searing of skin comes the secret catastrophe: Before Life on Earth becomes finally merely impossible, it will for a long time before have become completely unbearable.

Here's another piece of advice, only date people who have read a different set of books than you have read, it will save you lots of time in the library.

In this world, there is a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead.