Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
Real geniuses would like that what we think of ourselves is true.
Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.
Absolute equals nothingness.
To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into...
Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art.
Forget decorated generals, tell me about Private Ryan.
Love is almost never simple.
Tell me something only you know and make a new friend.
There can be no forced inspiration.
Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late.
Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.
Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.
Without space, there is no time.