“Time is but the space between our memories; as soon as we cease to perceive this space, time has disappeared.”

“...if we consider the difference between William Henry Jackson packing in his cameras by mule, and the person stepping out of his car to take a picture with an Instamatic, it becomes clear how some of our space has vanished; if the time it takes to cross space is a way by which we define it, then to arrive at a view of space 'in no time' is to have denied its reality.”

“I had to teach myself that love was very much like a painting. The negative space between people was just as important as the positive space we occupy. The air between our resting bodies, and the breath in our conversations, were all like the white of the canvas, and the rest our relationship- the laughter and the memories- were the brushstroke applied over time.”

“The spaces between the perceiver and the thing perceived can [...] be closed with a shout of recognition.”

“Many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased”

“Memory is the space in which a thing happens for a second time.”