Family. Friends. School. Work. Music. Baking. That pretty much sums up my life.
Every photograph, every novel, every poem and painting carries an aura of mystery, a graceful reminder of our own mortality. And we do what we can to resolve that mystery. It is this dialogue—between things known and unknowable, between memory and death (for what is death but forgetting, writ large?)—that we chiefly love, that makes us human.
from the essay Speak, Video!(via blogut)