Still today, I cannot cross the threshold of a teaching institution without physical symptoms, in my chest and my stomach, of discomfort or anxiety. And yet I have never left school.

I have always had school sickness, as others have seasickness. I cried when it was time to go back to school long after I was old enough to be ashamed of such behavior.

I never give in to the temptation to be difficult just for the sake of being difficult. That would be too ridiculous.

I just know he had a stomach virus or flu symptoms last week and sometimes those things stick with you. And when you try to work through them and play at the level that he expects to play at, sometimes you don't let yourself get back (to being) completely healthy.

No one gets angry at a mathematician or a physicist whom he or she doesn't understand, or at someone who speaks a foreign language, but rather at someone who tampers with your own language.

Whatever precautions you take so the photograph will look like this or that, there comes a moment when the photograph surprises you. It is the other's gaze that wins out and decides.