There is nothing more painful to me at this stage in my life than to walk down the street and hear footsteps. . . then look around and see somebody white and feel relieved.
The most malicious god is the god of the counted chicken.
. . . it’s not just the person who fills a house, it’s their I’ll be back later!s, their toothbrushes and unused hats and coats, their belongingnesses.
If you show someone something you've written, you give them a sharpened stake, lie down in your coffin, and say, ‘When you’re ready’.
True knowledge without xperience is food without sustenance
How vulgar, this hankering after immortality, how vain, how false. Composers are merely scribblers of cave paintings. One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn't, the wolves and blizzards would be at one's throat all the sooner.
A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.
All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
Am I getting better at making choices? Well, I think I might be getting better at reading scripts.
MAN THE BATTLE STATIONS! Someone's coming who wants to reason with us.
God is our Father and loves us, even when his silence remains incomprehensible.