I became a poet at the age of sixteen. I did not intend to do it. It was not my fault.

Ordinary, said Aunt Lydia, is what you are used to. This may not seem ordinary to you now, but after a time it will. It will become ordinary.

I grew up in the golden age of Flash Gordon and sci-fi.

What is the real breath of a man — the breathing out or the breathing in?

You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself.

There is more than one kind of freedom," said Aunt Lydia. "Freedom to and freedom from. In the days of anarchy, it was freedom to. Now you are being given freedom from. Don't underrate it.

But maybe boredom is erotic, when women do it, for men.