We worry about close calls for the ones we love including the close calls they had long before we even knew they existed.

Everyone arrives at knowledge of the world from a personal point of view and is not the poorer for it. Each person understands life on the basis of small personal events. Firsthand experience is what matters. It is by being grounded in what we know and what we have experienced that we can move out into greater complexities.

We forget the Slave Ship, we must forget the Slave Ship in the way we must forget many difficult things with the kind of forgetfulness that allows us to keep on living our lives.

In those moments when the listening is shallow he perceives a distance between what he hears and what it means.

there’s the stubborn gap between what he is able to think and what he is able to do.

We live on the accumulated ruins of experience.

When possible he wants to listen and receive the music in his body before he gives it a name.

lineage is a forest of forking paths.

What does it mean to care about art but not about the people who made that art? And this brings me again to the annotation I found