“We do not disappear without a trace. We leave a wake that never quite disappears, a gash in time that we so laboriously leave behind us.”

“We do not disappear without a trace. We leave a wake that never quite disappears, a gash in time that we so laboriously leave behind us.”

“... and it occured to me then and forever afterwards, that films, theatre books and poems were just a fraud. It's only music that doesn't deceive, it doesn't pretend to be anything else except what it is. Music.”

“And before me the empty table at the Theater Café with my reservation - Barnum Nilsen, 8PM - the only table no one sits at. And this too is an echo, an echo of time, the shadows of a discus spinning through blinding sunlight.”

“We do not disappear without a trace. We leave a wake that never quite disappears, a gash in time that we so laboriously leave behind us.”