“Every loss recapitulates earlier losses, but every affirmation of identity echoes earlier moments of clarity.”

A disgruntled reflection on my own life as a sort of desperate improvisation in which I was constantly trying to make something coherent from conflicting elements to fit rapidly changing settings.

Solutions to problems often depend upon how they’re defined.

The human species thinks in metaphors and learns through stories.

As we age we have not only to readdress earlier developmental crises but also somehow to find the way to three affirmations that may seem to conflict. … We have to affirm our own life. We have to affirm our own death. And we have to affirm love, both given and received.

Jazz exemplifies artistic activity that is at once individual and communal, performance that is both repetitive and innovative, each participant sometimes providing background support and sometimes flying free.

The timing of death, like the ending of a story, gives a changed meaning to what preceded it.

Human beings tend to regard the conventions of their own societies as natural, often as sacred.

Goals too clearly defined can become blinkers.

Improvisation can be either a last resort or an established way of evoking creativity.

Of any stopping place in life, it is good to ask whether it will be a good place from which to go on as well as a good place to remain.

Learning to savor the vertigo of doing without answers or making do with fragmentary ones opens up the pleasures of recognizing and playing with patterns, finding coherence within complexity, sharing within multiplicity.

Fluidity and discontinuity are central to the reality in which we live.

We are not what we know but what we are willing to learn.

Sharing is sometimes more demanding than giving.

Insight, I believe, refers to the depth of understanding that comes by setting experiences, yours and mine, familiar and exotic, new and old, side by side, learning by letting them speak to one another.

The family is changing not disappearing. We have to broaden our understanding of it, look for the new metaphors.

When stability becomes a habit, maturity and clarity follow.

True, but irrelevant.

Artistic vision is having the clarity to fall in love with what you see.

At the origin of physics lay the strenuous clarity of the West-Archimedes and Euclid.

The chief virtue that language can have is clarity.

Time is the clarity for seeing right and wrong.

Regulators have not been able to achieve the level of future clarity required to act pre-emptively.

I think we have to do a better job than we’ve done. So I do think there is, people rush to judgment and rush to clarify their point on this issue in ways that they don’t’ rush to judgment and to clarity on other issues.