Memory shrinks until it fits in a fist memory shrinks without forgetting

I don't think art is in danger of dissolution or disappearance, and we don't trust enough in its ability and power to create critical consciousness as much as we think we do.

As for the heart It needs a beginning The narrative Burden of events

For me, poetry is a form of activism. And that word enables the labelers, and also gives them a rash.

Even the art of quoting is a conservative art most of the time, in order to propel the same ideas and the same self-congratulatory importance.

The only reason I can’t jump in and engage life is that I’ve told myself I can’t. Yet I can’t helping wondering would happen if I told myself I could?

Never to have to think of yourself as white is a luxory that makes you deeply stupid.

Grief is a room without doors - but somehow, with its tinsel and cliches, Christmas finds a way in.

It seems that these phenomenal feats that race car drivers are performing are instinctive. They [require] very little mental workload.

Children use the fist until they are of age to use the brain.

I'm a huge fan of the Bay Area so I always love coming to San Francisco.

If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn't need to lug around a camera.

At our best, we're all teachers

I lean and loaf at my ease... observing a spear of summer grass.

Most innovation comes from people working together, collaborating in teams.