That was one of the problems with the Narcissus figure. Here is a face looking at a face, and the problem is the image of the thing is never actually the thing. You try and grab it and it's not there. It's water. It disappears.

I do some messing around with things, not necessarily about me but about place and people and the things around.

I don't think you can have an imagination without having fantasy, and you can't have that rich a life without an imagination.

Teaching writing puts you on the point of a pin in terms of what you want your own writing to be.

My first memory is on a ship from California back to Sydney. Water is just a natural place of home and not home.

You can sometimes find something good on the other side of doing something very, very painful.

The state of love is this constant flux back and forth between who's saving and who's rescuing, who's wanting and not wanting, who's needing and who isn't. It's always going back and forth between two people who are actually attached.