We're here, there, not here, not there, swirling like specks of dust, claiming for ourselves the rights of the universe. Being important, being nothing, being caught in lives of our own making that we never wanted. Breaking out, trying again, wondering why the past comes with us, wondering how to talk about the past at all.

A bridge is a meeting place . . . a possibility, a metaphor.

To avoid discovery I stay on the run. To discover things for myself, I stay on the run.

There are voices and they must be heard.

She was a monster, but she was my monster.

Creative work is incredibly difficult, and that is where the tests lie. Ordinary professionalism and twenty years' experience can accomplish a lot, but it can't access the hidden places. That still needs what it always needs - a condition of complete simplicity, costing not less than everything.

I never wanted children. If I'd been deeply in love with a man and he'd wanted children, it would have been difficult.