All I ever wanted was to sing to God. He gave me that longing and then made me mute.

A child is born into a world of phenomena all equal in their power to enslave.

Tragedy, for me, is not a conflict between right and wrong, but between two different kinds of right.

All I ever wanted was to sing to God. He gave me that longing and then made me mute.

My actual childhood, as opposed to my adolescence, was not spent in London.

What the eye does not see, the heart does not grieve over, does it?

All reined up in old language and old assumptions, straining to jump clean-hoofed on to a whole new track of being I only suspect is there. I can't see it, because my educated, average head is being held at the wrong angle. I can't jump because the bit forbids it, and my own basic force - my horsepower, if you like - is too little.