You can't make homes out of human beings.
Rarely has reality needed so much to be imagined.
I will have spent my life trying to understand the function of remembering, which is not the opposite of forgetting, but rather its lining. We do not remember. We rewrite memory much as history is rewritten. How can one remember thirst?
Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments. It is only later that they claim remembrance, when they show their scars.
In another time I guess I would have been content with filming girls and cats. But you don’t choose your time.
An object dies when the gaze that lights on it has disappeared.
When men die, they enter history. When statues die, they enter art. This botany of death is what we call culture.
The trivial round, the common task,Would furnish all we ought to ask.
The Biblical vision is not so much concerned with life after death but about life after life after death.
What's dead may never die.
I give myself the green light to move forward, and to joyously embrace the new.