Movement Is A Fantastic Privilege But It

I Love The Fact That We Can't Explain Coincidences. I Think It's Like Sometimes You Walk Into A Crowded Room And You'll See A Stranger And You Feel As If You Know Her Better Than The Friends That You Came With. And The Very Fact That You Can't Explain It Is What Gives It Its Power, That It Lies In Some Deeper Or Mysterious Realm, I Think.

Home Is Essentially A Set Of Values You Carry Around With You And, Like A Turtle Or A Snail Or Whatever, Home Has To Be Something That Is Part Of You And Can Be Equally A Part Of You Wherever You Are. I Think That Not Having A Home Is A Good Inducement To Creating A Metaphysical Home And To Being Able To See It In More Invisible Ways.

Lonely Places, Then Are The Places That Are Not On International Wavelengths, Do Not Know How To Carry Themselves, Are Lost When It Comes To Visitors. They Are Shy, Defensive, Curious Places; Places That Do Not Know How They Are Supposed To Behave.

The More Internationalism There Is In The World, The More Nationalism There Will Always Be, As People Feel Scared Of The Other Streaming Into Their Neighbourhood And Don't Always Know Where To Lay Their Foundations In A World On The Move.

Suffering Is A Privilege. It Moves Us Toward Thinking Of Essential Things And Shakes Us Out Of Complacency. Calamity Cracks You Open, Moves You To Change Your Ways.