Why are you not where you belong? / A black hat on a hook says nothing. / Ashes mirror ashes / In a mirroring window.

And now the question: what do we do with the longing for what can destroy us?

I say every dog looks like no other but that isn't true. Not entirely. Difference is slippery.

A child, then a man, now a feather / Passing through a furious fire / Called time.

The wheel begins its only if turning. / It had never stopped. / This is life's bargain that motion / Is hope.

What is desire but the hard wire argument given to the mind's unstoppable mouth

To say you loved a person. / To say that person no longer exists. / A tragic flawed fate going on and on and on.

You are reduced / To the after-sorrow / That will last my lifetime. The hair-tearing / Grief of the mother / Whose child has been swept away.

I say every dog looks like no otherbut that isn't true. Not entirely.Difference is slippery.

Apart from direct mistakes, there is nothing more ruinous than routine play, the aim of which is mechanical development.

Literature exists inside the language. It's made of words.

I believe in fate and I believe that things happen for a reason, but I don't think that there's a high power, necessarily. I believe in karma very much though.

I no longer teach law. But when I did I advised my students that they should never accept a case if it meant that by doing so you couldn't sleep at night.

Think of how many mistakes you made at 22 years old. Like, I made a million.

If thinking minds, questioning minds, doubting minds, are talking about faith, their whole life will become fake.

... it's hard to be politically conscious and upwardly mobile at the same time.

We can never go back.

Growing up in England, people told you why you couldn't do things. Suddenly, I had a publisher banging on my door, and was given the creative green light to simply make.

Once people start introducing animal products into their diet, that's when the mischief starts.