What I am trying to do is bring people into grief in relation to the society we have.

I have risen to a body not yet born, existing like a light around a body through which the body moves like a sliding moon.

The dead made this world. We didn't make it. They made the poetry and the songs and the customs.

As a parent you have to do some renunciation.

As I've gotten older, I find I am able to be nourished more by sorrow and to distinguish it from depression.

The models of adulthood are disappearing fast. How can two people have a new marriage if neither of them is an adult?

In the society that has replaced the paternalistic society, women are able to develop their independent and social energies much more. That is good.