Every Moment Is Enormous And It Is

I Still Write With Pen And Paper And Have Someone Type It On A Computer. But Rewriting I Do By Hand.

I Honor English Majors. It's A Dumb Thing To Major In. It Leads Nowhere. It's Good To Be Dumb, It Allows Us To Love Something For No Reason. That's The Best Kind Of Love.

I Told All Kinds Of Stories About Going To Japan, About Playing Ball With My Father... I Wanted To Record My Life In Case It Was Going To End Soon. So, I Wrote That And It Was Very Comforting To Have That Practice In The Afternoons In My Living Room. I Just Wrote About My Life.

After You Have Finished A Piece Of Work, The Work Is Then None Of Your Business. Go On And Do Something Else.

Life Is Not Orderly. No Matter How We Try To Make Life So, Right In The Middle Of It We Die, Lose A Leg, Fall In Love, Drop A Jar Of Applesauce. In Summer, We Work Hard To Make A Tidy Garden, Bordered By Pansies With Rows Or Clumps Of Columbine, Petunias, Bleeding Hearts. Then We Find Ourselves Longing For The Forest, Where Everything Has The Appearance Of Disorder; Yet We Feel Peaceful There.