Physical comfort has nothing to do with any other comfort.

All my life I've been hiding.

Chance was to work in the garden, where he would care for plants and grasses and trees which grew there peacefully. He would be as one on them: quiet, open hearted in the sunshine and heavy when it rained.

In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

I am inspired by human sexuality. The act itself is mechanical and holds little interest to me.

Take a look at the books other people have in their homes.

I look back into past history, the stored experiences or products of the imagination. I look no further forward than the evening.