I expelled my dust, the powder of everything I had destroyed with doubt, and he pulled it into his lungs.
Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for call and response. Sometimes I will think of something to say and then I ask myself: is it worth it? And it just isn’t.
Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can’t see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.
I definitely wanted much more normalness than what was around me.
The things keeping you back-these embarrassing, boring, stupid obstacles-are the heart of what it is to be human. They’re the whole reason for making and needing art. So you might as well go ahead and begin in whatever way you can right now.
We come from long lines of people destined never to meet.
What a terrible mistake to let go of something wonderful for something real.
There’s all different kinds of people, but I don’t think it’s that unusual that once you get like a little power, you get to do your weird thing even more.
I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.
That day I carried the dream around like a full glass of water, moving gracefully so I would not lose any of it.
Since I started making art, I’ve always had some kind of project that was really about and for other people, because I think I just need that balance to feel sane myself – you know?
I cried in English, I cried in french, I cried in all the languages, because tears are the same all around the world.
But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us.
This pain, this dying, this is just normal. This is how life is. In fact, I realize, there never was an earthquake. Life is just this way, broken, and I am crazy for dreaming of something else.
Narrative and characters have always interested me. I never tried to alienate an audience. Of course, gradually, I wanted a bigger and bigger space to draw people in, so it’s very organic.
I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.
There was nothing in this world that was not a con, suddenly I understood this. Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.
Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass them on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you.
Don’t wait to be sure. Move, move, move.
Things usually make sense in time, and even bad decisions have their own kind of correctness.