We who were born were not witnesses to our birth: like death, it is something we are forever after trying to catch sight of.
Rachel CuskThe anorexic body is held in the grip of will alone; its meaning is far from stable. What it says - 'Notice me, feed me, mother me' - is not what it means, for such attentions constitute an agonising test of that will, and also threaten to return the body to the dreaded 'normality' it has been such ecstasy to escape.
Rachel CuskLike the child, the creative writing student is posited as a centre of vulnerable creativity, needful of attention and authority.
Rachel Cusk