“In order to play and write, it’s unique – you either do one or the other.”

I’m not fit company for man or beast.

Chain letters are the postal equivalent of intestinal flu: you get it and pass it along to your friends.

If you want something hard enough, it just gets done.

Love or not, I wouldn’t subject a wife to the road. It’s punishment.

I think everything should happen at halfway to dawn. That’s when all the heads of government should meet. I think everybody would fall in love.

My grandmother played the piano, and I used to toddle over there and pick out little things that sounded good to me.

I need someone to protect me from all the measures they take in order to protect me.

The first requisite for a better social order is the return to unrestricted freedom of thought and speech.

Small islands of coherence in a sea of chaos can shift the whole system to a higher order.

Compassion opposes this order and is therefore best thought of as being in some way supernatural.

in modern society, fear of unemployment remains the darkest of the shadows thrown by the past. In an industrial order, a man out of work is almost a man out of life.

Any illness is a direct message to you that tells you how you have not been loving who you are, cherishing yourself in order to be who you are. This is the basis of all healing.

I think a toxic message in a lot of Christianity has been that the self has to be annihilated in order for God to be found. I think that has been a toxic message.

It’s really hard for me to use the term ‘history’ in the singular, because it suggests a reductivist view of how moments and events congeal and reflect the passage of time. I’d rather stick to the pluralness of ‘histories’ in order to suggest the simultaneity, the parallel forces at work, which produce lived experience.