I see foxes often, but always they are crossing fallow fields in the distance. Gold flecks on faraway expanses of green. Magnetic to the meandering eye. Enigmatic, unreachable.

No matter how far I try to travel from people, people always appear. Either they follow me, or they're already there, and I followed them, unwittingly.

In the face of immense tragedy—yet again—unexpected beauty.

How easy to be electrocuted. How fine the line between beauty and peril.

I love that an idea can be so powerful it doesn't matter whether I've seen the artwork for real or not.

Now I wonder if each artwork is in fact utterly inaccessible to everybody but the person to whom it is secretly addressed?

Art, and sadness, which last forever.

Blending into the tinctures and textures of the countryside. The tree which falls without any human hearing still falls, as the creatures who die without being found by a human still die.

I decided that if I didn't allow myself to fall asleep, then I wouldn't have to wake up again and despair.

My mother says: 'People who suffer from anxiety are usually those with the most vivid imaginations.

It’s time to accept that I am average, and to stop making this acceptance of my averageness into a bereavement.

My task as a language arts teacher is to provide texts that are not so difficult that my students shut down in frustration and not so easy that my students don't push their thinking.

Meditation is a secular practice, not a religious practice.

Happiness is not the absence of conflict but the ability to cope with it.

I am not born to make dreamy movies.

A tax cut is really one of the anecdotes to coming out of an economic illness.

What I like about The Sims is that I don't have a normal life at all, so I play this game where these people have these really boring, mundane lives. It's fun.

It is interesting to note that in every phase of life feminine masochism finds some form of expression.

... we never do any thing well, unless we love it for its own sake.

I don't think we should ever tell our enemy what our tactics are.

What is more simple than to tell to a little boy, 'This is not the truth, it is a game?'