“Life is not about significant details, illuminated a flash, fixed forever. Photographs are.”

“Time does not give one much leeway: it thrusts us forward from behind, blows us through the narrow funnel of the present into the future. But space is broad, teeming with possibilities, positions, intersections, passages, detours, U-turns, dead-ends, one-way streets. Too many possibilities, indeed.”

In a time of destruction, create something.

“Today everything exists to end in a photograph.”

A novel worth reading is an education of the heart. It enlarges your sense of human possibility, of what human nature is, of what happens in the world. It’s a creator of inwardness.

There is no one right way to experience what I’ve written… I write– and talk– in order to find out what I think.

“My subject is not physical illness itself but the uses of illness as a figure or metaphor. My point is that illness is not a metaphor, and that the most truthful way of regarding illness– and the healthiest way of being ill– is one most purified of, most resistant to, metaphoric thinking.”

All struggle, all resistance is– must be– concrete. And all struggle has a global resonance. If not here, then there. If not now, then soon. Elsewhere as well as here.

“Camp is a vision of the world in terms of style– but a particular kind of style. It is the love of the exaggerated…”