When I moved out of my mom's house at 18 I was almost as sad to leave her sewing machine behind as anything else.
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs rising or falling grasping...
The last thing one discovers in composing a work is what to put first.
It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.
Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.
If you have everything under control, you're not moving fast enough
Thought is an errand boy, fear a mine of...
