“There are threads in our lives. You pull one, and everything else gets affected.”

"Fro-Joy" (January 1940)
One Man's Meat (1942)

Liquidation (2003)
Context: But I believe in writing — nothing else; just writing. Man may live like a worm, but he writes like a god. There was a time when that secret was known, but now it has been forgotten; the world is composed of disintegrating fragments, an incoherent dark chaos, sustained by writing alone. If you have a concept of the world, if you have not yet forgotten all that has happened, that you have a world at all, it is writing that has created that for you, and ceaselessly goes on creating it; Logos, the invisible spider’s thread that holds our lives together.

Source: The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?

Page 44.
Source: Invisible Cities (1972)
Context: With cities, it is as with dreams: everything imaginable can be dreamed, but even the most unexpected dream is a rebus that conceals a desire or, its reverse, a fear. Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.

First measure “The Lady Margaret” (p. 17)
Pavane (1968)

The Extasy, line 7

"The Youngest and Brightest Thing Around", p. 14
The Medusa and the Snail: More Notes of a Biology Watcher (1979)