The Job Of The Artist Is To

I Can Guarantee You Nothing I Do Is A Conscious Attempt To Inject Something In.

Did You Ever Really Love Her? Not Really No. But Me? Yes. Even Though I Have No Pizzazz?

I Realize That We All Think We Might Be Terrible People. But We Only Reveal This Before We Ask Someone To Love Us. It Is A Kind Of Undressing.

I Cried In English, I Cried In French, I Cried In All The Languages, Because Tears Are The Same All Around The World.

Most Of Life Is Offline, And I Think It Always Will Be; Eating And Aching And Sleeping And Loving Happen In The Body. But It's Not Impossible To Imagine Losing My Appetite For Those Things; They Aren't Always Easy, And They Take So Much Time. In Twenty Years I'd Be Interviewing Air And Water And Heat Just To Remember They Mattered.