We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished-for state. When did history become a bad word?
And it is always Easter Sunday at the New York City Ballet. It is always coming back to life. Not even coming back to life - it lives in the constant present.
It's amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday.
The painter, Cezanne, would leave blank spaces on his canvas when he couldn’t account for the brush strokes, or the color--- How much of your life can you account for? My life is a collage of unaccoun...
I believe that the imagination is the passport we create to take us into the real world. I believe the imagination is another phrase for what is most uniquely us.
I wanted to be a Bride of Christ but I guess now I'm a young divorcee.
The imagination says listen to me. I am your darkest voice. I am your 4 a.m. voice. I am the voice that wakes you up and says this is what I'm afraid of. Do not listen to me at your peril.... The imag...
But if I had to choose between where I live and you, I'd rip up everything I own because the only landscape worth looking is the landscape of the human body. I kiss your Blue Ridge Mountains of Virgin...
