Don’t lie. You know you like to view but not to buy. I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first. And that is the stubbornness in me: I do not want to be someone’s little home.

Do you fall in love often?" Yes often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all.

The impulse to worship is impossible to eradicate. Even the most prosaic have to worship something.

Part broken - part whole, you begin again. ( from 'Why books seem shockproof against change.' THE TIMES: BOOKS)

How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are?

To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her, or if not I, the imprint of myself - my fossil-love

Whether you want to call it God or the mystery of the cosmos doesn't matter to me.