"Perhaps priest and magician were once one, but the priest, learning humility in the face of God, discarded the spell for prayer."
- Patti Smith
"I wanted to cry so bad, but my tears are inside. A blindfold keeps them there. I can’t see today. Patti, I don’t know anything."
"Home is a desk. The amalgamation of a dream. Home is the cats, my books, and my work never done. All the lost things that may one day call to me, the faces of my children who will one day call to me. ..."
"We want things we cannot have. We seek to reclaim a certain moment, sound, sensation. I want to hear my mother's voice. I want to see my children as children. Hands small, feet swift. Everything chang..."
"Christ was a man worthy to rebel against, for he was rebellion itself."
"I believe in movement. I believe in that lighthearted balloon, the world. I believe in midnight and the hour of noon. But what else do I believe in? Sometimes everything. Sometimes nothing. It fluctua..."
"He recognizes voices within silence. (of Max Sebald)"
"Who can know the heart of youth but youth itself?"
"Observing people taking in the work I had watched Robert create was an emotional experience. It had left our private world. It was what I had always wanted for him, but I felt a slight pang of possess..."