Do You Understand The Sadness Of Geography?

But We Were Interested In How Our Lives Could Mean Something To The Past. We Sailed Into The Past.

I Believe In Such Cartography – To Be Marked By Nature, Not Just Label Ourselves On A Map Like The Names Of Rich Men And Women On Buildings. We Are Communal Histories, Communal Books. ... All I Desired Was To Walk Upon Such An Earth That Had No Maps.

The Trouble With All Of Us Is We Are Where We Shouldn't Be.

I Often Need A Limited Space. It's Like Having A House To Roam Around In And Reinvent And Have Things To Happen In, Kind Of Like A French Farce. Doors Opening, Doors Closing, New People Arriving, And Disappearing, And So Forth.

There's Always Been Anger In The Making Of Music Or Literature Or Dance.