“I remembered once, in Japan, having been to see the Gold Pavilion Temple in Kyoto and being mildly surprised at quite how well it had weathered the passage of time since it was first built in the fourteenth century. I was told it hadn’t weathered well at all, and had in fact been burnt to the ground twice in this century. “So it isn’t the original building?” I had asked my Japanese guide.“But yes, of course it is,” he insisted, rather surprised at my question.“But it’s burnt down?”“Yes.”“Twice.”“Many times.”“And rebuilt.”“Of course. It is an important and historic building.”“With completely new materials.”“But of course. It was burnt down.”“So how can it be the same building?”“It is always the same building.”I had to admit to myself that this was in fact a perfectly rational point of view, it merely started from an unexpected premise. The idea of the building, the intention of it, its design, are all immutable and are the essence of the building. The intention of the original builders is what survives. The wood of which the design is constructed decays and is replaced when necessary. To be overly concerned with the original materials, which are merely sentimental souvenirs of the past, is to fail to see the living building itself.”
“Live or die: mere consequences of what you have built. What matters is building well. So here we are I've assigned myself a new obligation. I'm going to stop undoing deconstructing I'm going to start building... ... What matters is what you are doing when you die... ... I want to be building.”
“He might as well have been telling me to build a damn rocketship. I had no idea what to do.”
“I am not interested in constructing a building, so much as in having a perspicuous view of the foundations of possible buildings.”
“Live, or die: mere consequences of what you have built. What matters is building well.”
“The poems ... are moments when I had the intensity to see, and the energy to build, some careful analog that completed the seeing. ... All I have been left is the exhausting habit of trying to tack up the slack in my life with words.”