It's only a story, you say. So it is, and the rest of life with it - creation story, love story, horror, crime, the strange story of you and I. The alphabet of my DNA shapes certain words, but the story is not told. I have to tell it myself. What is it that I have to tell myself again and again? That there is always a new beginning, a different end. I can change the story. I am the story. Begin.

I have a head for heights it's true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many.

Nothing has an unlikely quality. It is heavy.

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

Now that I have lost you I cannot allow you to develop, you must be a photograph not a poem.

There is still a popular fantasy, long since disproved by both psychoanalysis and science, and never believed by any poet or mystic, that it is possible to have a thought without a feeling. It isn’t. When we are objective we are subjective too. When we are neutral we are involved. When we say ‘I think’ we don’t leave our emotions outside the door. To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.

When pieces of work speak to us in a way that feels as if they were made just for us, those become our private worlds that we return to.