“Lifethe way it really isis a battle not between good and bad, but between bad and worse”

“For darkness restores what light cannot repair.”

“...in the business of writing what one accumulates is not expertise but uncertainties. Which is but another name for craft.”

“... Now to die of griefwould mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomersare unwelcome, particularly in the future. ...”

“[T]he accumulation of things not spelled out, not properly articulated, may result in neurosis.”

“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”

“To create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart.”

“art is risk made visible”

“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”

“You are the silence between the notes. The white space between the letters. The missing that makes everything else a something.”

“Parenting a pre-teen is quite something.”

“Something else has happened with computers.”

“FORKED BRANCHESWe grew up on the same street,You and me.We went to the same schools,Rode the same bus,Had the same friends,And even shared spaghettiWith each other's families.And though our roots b...”

“The flower that does not smileat the branches withers.”

“The man journeyed far, and he heard and saw many strange things on his travels. He learned that - that the friend and the enemy are but two faces of the same self. That the path one believes chosen...”