That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears.

Grief is an element. It has its own cycle like the carbon cycle, the nitrogen. It never diminishes not ever. It passes in and out of everything.

I want to be two people at once. One runs away.

I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo.

To multiply the years and divide by the desire to live is a kind of false accounting.

If there is nothing else there is this: to be inundated, consumed.

She collapsed. I stepped forward and caught her. I thought of two trees nearly unrooted and leaning against each other.

He is at home with his solitude as the note reverberating inside a bell.

So I wonder what it is this need to tell.To animate somehow the deathly stillness of the profoundest beauty. Breathe life in the telling.

An artist's job is to make new clichés.

Music first and last should sound well should allure and enchant the ear. Never mind the inner significance.

I love chocolate. I like milk and dark chocolate, but definitely not white.

We are not all leaders. We are called leaders.

It is easy to understand why the rabble dislike cats. A cat is beautiful; it suggests ideas of luxury, cleanliness, voluptuous pleasures.

Women are great. When they dig you, there's nothing they won't do. That kind of loyalty is hard to find - unless you've got a good dog.

What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't indulge the kid inside you every now and then?

When it comes down to it, @Taskrabbit is about neighbors connecting with neighbors

I mean, on the food chain, do instruments really rate? I don't think so.

I've been a political junkie for a long time. I find the way Washington works is just fascinating to me.