We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
If you can’t tell what you desperately need, it’s probably sleep.
"Life on a lifeboat isn't much of a life. It is like an end game in chess, a game with few pieces. The elements couldn't be more simple, nor the stakes higher."
"The future is always a whirring blur, a possibility, not a place."
Disaster relief architecture must be simple enough for victims to build themselves.