I think the biggest mistake I made was this wretched ability to see both sides of an argument.
One of the things about grief - I wouldn't generalise, because everybody responds to tragedies in different ways - but I had a huge amount of energy.
Like a fly bouncing uselessly off a closed window, I'm caught at a moment when the effort of finding new ways to perceive the world feels just out of reach for me.
The longer we live, the more we are obliged to confront the deeper meaning of what it is we do.
Sometimes I'd like everybody who is stuck, or lost, or vacant to stay that way and keep silent for as long as it takes, but that's the critic in me talking.
I had the idea to do an anthology about instrument-making.
Dub music is like a long echo delay, looping through time. . . turning the rational musical order into an ocean of sensation.
Being clever was when you looked at how things were and used the evidence to work out something new.
As Deborah Rhode describes, “When 1,100 Michigan elementary students were asked to describe what life would be like if they were the opposite sex, over 40 percent of the girls saw advantages to being male; they would have better jobs, higher incomes, and more respect. Ninety-five percent of the boys saw no advantage to being female, and a substantial number thought suicide would be preferable. ”
A good teacher protects his pupils from his own influence.
Art makes the spirit soar. And when the spirit is lifted, life follows.