Shards of genius

"As a writer, one spends a lifetime, journeying into the heart of language, trying ot minimise, if not eliminate, the distance betwen thought and language. At The Hague, I stumbled on a denomination, a sub-world, whose life's endeavour was to mask intent - they breed and prosper in the space that lies between what they say and what they sell"

"This loss of any sense of words inevitably leads to a dimunition of the faculty of imagination, for imagination has to have solid, precise categories, so as to be able to leap across and between them. "

"The only dream worth having.... is to dream that you will live while you are alive and die only when you are dead....which means exactly what - To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty in it's lair. To never simplify what is complicated and complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget."