I couldn't help but wonder if that was what love was -- believing that someone was going to come through, in the end, and that it would still count

That's the brutality of a breakup, isn't it? The people leaving think they did everything possible, the people left behind think what is possible hasn't even been tested yet.

Belief isn't supposed to make sense, at least not all the time. In that, it finds its power. It gets to creep up on you and carry you forward. Until you can carry yourself again.

Why could we say more to each other when it counted less?

Why does it take fear to move you? Why does it take chaos to make us understand exactly what we need to do?

Sometimes you don't know it. What you have been waiting your whole life for. You don't know until it is happening.

We have to figure out how to let go, and forgive. This is our job.

There are words and there are feelings and somewhere between where the two meet is the truth

We loved each other in the same difficult, unusable way where you took turns doing it, instead of ever managing to do it at the same time.

You can't finish the things you weren't supposed to start.

It's harder to appreciate what you don't have to look hard to find.

Instead of a criminal or a drug addict, I was looking at a boy—just a boy.

A lot of sneaker brands come to me, not even just designers. They come to me with ideas trying to push different things, and I want it to be stuff that I feel is organic.

Gratitude never radicalized anybody. I don't care if they recognize the past, I just want them to get angry about the present and keep going.

I get up about four times a night and go back to sleep, or not. Then I swill tea around 8 a.m. I answer e-mail, while I stall thinking about whatever scares me.

One would always like things to get other performances. With the lack of publishing here it's almost impossible to have an orchestral work done abroad because people simply don't know they are there.

A man running for office puts me in mind of a dog that's lost-he smells everybody he meets, and wags himself all over.

The way I was raised, if something wasn't tough it was not a valuable or enriching experience.

Without dance, a man can do nothing.

He'll take some pleasure from that, Brian Carey. He and Steve Bull have been having it off all afternoon.