It may be that you are settled in another place it may be that you are happy but the one who took your heart wields final power.

It's not the one thing nor the other that leads to madness, but the space in between.

I had lines inside me, a string of guiding lights. I had language. Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination. I had been damaged, and a very important part of me had been destroyed - that was my reality, the facts of my life. But on the other side of the facts was who I could be, how I could feel. And as long as I had words for that, images for that, stories for that, then I wasn't lost.

Nobody knows anything about Shakespeare the person. It's all legend, it is all rumor.

Many people feel their outer self isn't the whole self.

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

Myths hook and bind the mind because at the same time they set the mind free: they explain the universe while allowing the universe to go on being unexplained; and we seem to need this even now, in our twentieth-century grandeur.