Literary critics make natural detectives.

Well, I would hardly say I do write as yet. But I write because I like words. I suppose if I liked stone I might carve. I like words. I like reading. I notice particular words. That sets me off.

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

Where would we be without inhibitions? Theyre quite useful things when you look at some of the things humans do if they lose them.

...it is not possible to create the opposite of what one has always known, simply because the opposite is believed to be desired. Human beings need what they already know, even horrors.

I did a lot of my writing as though I was an academic, doing some piece of research as perfectly as possible.

We two remake our world by naming it / Together, knowing what words mean for us / And for the other for whom current coin / Is cold speech - but we say, the tree, the pool, / And see the fire in the air, the sun, our sun, / Anybody's sun, the world's sun, but here, now / Particularly our sun.