“I don't listen to a lot of music any more and even the people I've loved for years - the Nick Drakes of this world - I can't go back to them and listen to them over and over.” PeopleWorldYearsI CanThis World Author:David Sylvian
“I want to go down in history in a chapter marked miscellaneous because the writers could find no other way to categorize me In this world where classification is key I want to erase the straight lines So I can be me” WorldWayWantI CanLinesThis WorldKeysChaptersEraseMiscellaneousStraight LinesClassification Author:Staceyann Chin
“I can't quite define my aversion to asking questions of strangers. From snatches of family battles which I have heard drifting up from railway stations and street corners, I gather that there are a great many men who share my dislike for it, as well as an equal number of women who ... believe it to be the solution to most of this world's problems.” MenWorldBelieveWellsI CanProblemNumbersHeardShareStreetsThis WorldBattleEqualSolutionsAskingCornersStrangerGreat MenStationsDislikeDriftingAsking QuestionsAversionRailwayStreet CornersRailway Station Book:The Benchley Roundup Source: The Benchley Roundup
“So now, how did God produce this world?... The fable is that he breathed upon us. In his breath, his wind, came moisture and things began to grow... a message of hope. Nothing physical. How do you intend for your breath to become a work of art? The only way I can see it is that you prevent your breath from becoming a structure. As soon as your breath takes on the form of a room, you are a carpenter; you're not God.” WorldWayArtI CanFormGrowsRoomsThis WorldProduceWindBecomingMessagesBreathsStructureWorks Of ArtFablesCarpenterMoistureMessage Of Hope Author:Milton Resnick