". Only--if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn't it? And isn't the whole point of things--beautiful things--that they connect you to some larger beauty? Those first images that crack your heart wide open and you spend the rest of your life chasing, or trying to recapture, in one way or another? Because, I mean--mending old things, preserving them, looking after them--on some level there's no rational grounds for it--" "There's no 'rational grounds' for anything I care about" --