Marcel Proust

The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.

Only through art can we emerge from ourselves and know what another person sees.

The charms of the passing woman are generally in direct proportion to the swiftness of her passing.

Well, I actually wrote her a letter a couple of days ago congratulating her. The tone I tried to convey in the letter is, look, you are a part of a great American historical process.

With so many ways to communicate at our disposal, we must not forget the transformative power of a live music experience and genuine human exchange.

Dwellers by the sea are generally superstitious; sailors always are. There is something in the illimitable expanse of sky and water that dilates the imagination.