Time Is The School In Which We

Late Afternoon On The West Coast Ends With The Sky Doing All Its Brilliant Stuff.

Strength Is One Of Those Things You're Supposed To Have. You Don't Feel That You Have It At The Time You're Going Through It.

When I Am Near The End Of A Book, I Have To Sleep In The Same Room With It.

We Tell Ourselves Stories In Order To Live. We Live Entirely By The Impression Of A Narrative Line Upon Disparate Images, The Shifting Phantasmagoria, Which Is Our Actual Experience.

There's A Point When You Go With What You've Got. Or You Don't Go.