The box was a universe, a poem, frozen on the boundaries of human experience.

Somehow I think that if Toronto had been forced to wait a decade [from 80th], it would be a better looking city.

The present tense made him nervous.

There's an idea called "gray man", in the security business, that I find interesting. They teach people to dress unobtrusively. Chinos instead of combat pants, and if you really need the extra pockets, a better design conceals them. They assume, actually, that the bad guys will shoot all the guys wearing combat pants first, just to be sure.

The future is there... looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become.

I think I'd probably tell you that it's easier to desire and pursue the attention of tens of millions of total strangers than it is to accept the love and loyalty of the people closest to us.

I've never actually been a collector. I like the learning-curve, but I buy things, sell them to finance other things.