Cue in the piano and then, wait for it—Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,/Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,/Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know/Think so little of me, they allow you to go.
I am not sure if I have ever known where a play finds a beginning, which is to say I don’t know the exact place or point where a play takes hold of me and needs to be written. Sometimes I begin to hear conversations, and I become interested in what’s being said. Then I’ll listen a little closer or a little longer, and I’ll want to know what questions are being asked.
A photograph is effective when the chosen moment which it records contains a quantum of truth which is generally applicable, which is as revealing about what is absent from the photograph as about what is present in it.
-From “Understanding a Photograph,” an essay by John Berger