“FRAGMENT, I am a fragment of us. I am a fragment composedof fragments. Mosaic, pastiche, ruin. Everydayconsciousness proposes lightbulb, ropeswing, teapot,David Bowie, your sweater on, your sweater off, tomatillo,all associated. Parts suggesting the wholethey long to be gathered into.”

“You give me an apartment full of morning smells- toasted bagel and black coffee and the freckled lilies in the vase on the windowsill. You give me 24-across.”

“It was but yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life. Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.”

“These fragments I have shored against my ruins”

“There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.”

“Oh. To be filled with goodness then shattered by goodness, so beautifully mosaically fragmented by such shocking goodness.”

“There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.”