“You know the saying a rolling stone gathers no moss? I'm the opposite. I've gathered too much, and when one thing happens, it brings up everything else that's ever been similar to it. I don't just feel things once and then move on. I fell them over and over again, and the only new thing is whatever precipitated the memory of the old, so it never really feels new at all. Everything just gets integrated into one big giant ball...”
“Then I remember: death comes before the rolling away of the stone.”
“The stone had been rolled away... That fact alone demands a response.”
“On the Rolling Stones - You will walk out of the Amphitheatre after watching the Stones perform and suddenly the Chicago stockyards smell clean and good by comparison.”
“Earth is a giant stone, rolling and turning through the sky. And we’re all on it together. I do believe that.”