I am much better at saying how I feel when I no longer feel it.

I live alone, with cats, books, pictures, fresh vegetables to cook, the garden, the hens to feed.

As your lover describes you, so you are.

When I say 'I will be true to you' I am drawing a quiet space beyond the reach of other desires.

There's something about the authenticity rather than the autobiography that makes my story and my pain move across and become your story and your pain.

I find pieces of myself everywhere, and I cut myself handling them.

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.