Writing in a foreign language - has brought me to the cries of the women silently rebelling in my youth, to my own true origins.

Sometimes fear grips me that these fragile moments of life will fade away. It seems that I write against erasure.

Wonder exist in every act of life.

Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.

The moment you feel like you need to prove yourself, is the moment you need to be silent and walk away.

Whatever you need… Always.

The existence of a majority logically implies a corresponding minority.

To be closed from everything, and yet to feel, to think...This is the truth of hell, stripped of its gaudy medievalisms. This loss of contact.

The property boom has made us all feel wealthy, but unfortunately it has lulled many of those nearing retirement into a false sense of security.

The motive forces of phantasies are unsatisfied wishes, and every single phantasy is the fulfillment of a wish, a correction of unsatisfying reality.

What worries me sometimes in the culture is that the role for music that actually challenges and enlightens the audience is being pushed to the sidelines.

My granddaddy died when I was about 6 years old, I think. And my grandmother took a job cooking in the school lunchroom. So she did great. She made $18 a week.