If They Ask You To Stand Still,

There's A Part Of Me That Thinks Perhaps We Go On Existing In A Place Even After We've Left It.

Cynicism Is Easy. An Optimist Is A Braver Cynic.

I Write About What I Know; And I Write About Things That Are New To Me, And That I Didn't Know Before.

If You Sort Of See Yourself Writing Into A Space That You Don't Always Recognize, You Sometimes Learn Things That You Knew, But Weren't Entirely Aware Of. It's Very Liberating For A Writer To Go Into A Space Where She Or He Has Not Gone Before, Because, Instead Of Being A Tourist, You're Like An Explorer Now, And You're Sort Of Lost In This New Idea.

Sometimes Thinking Back On Things Is A Mistake Arising Out Of Pride, But I Guess You Live Inside A Moment For Years, Move With It And Feel It Grow, And It Sends Out Roots Until It Touches Everything In Sight.