It's about the connecting force from form to form. It's the toe bone connecting to the shoulder bone. It's the bacterial kick of life force, something growing out of nothing, forming itself out of something else. Form never stops. And form is always environmental.

All we are is eyes looking for the unbroken or the edges where the broken bits might fit each other.

I don't want a tombstone. You could carve on it 'She never actually wanted a tombstone.'

Thomas Teal, a luminous translator of Jansson's twin talent for surface and depth, simplicity and reverberation in language, and someone who knows exactly how to convey her gift for sensing the meaning embedded in the most mundane act or turn of phrase.

I have thought for a long time that the way my clothes hang on me is more important than me inside them.

Then I saw her smile so close to my eye that there was nothing to see but the smile and the thought came into my head that I’d never been inside a smile before. Who’d have thought being inside a smile would be so ancient and so modern both at once

Art makes nothing happen in a way that makes something happen.