To me, the mind seems to be spread out in the whole body - the senses are part of the brain. I guess they're not where the thinking is done.

The amount of horror one used to hear about in one village could be quite extreme. But one might not have heard about all the other villages' horrors at the same time.

Maybe we can use a metaphor for it, out of dance. I think for many years I was aware of the need, in dance and in life, to breathe deeply and to take in more air than we usually take in.

I didn't have time to sit down and look at the work of a year and choose what to type.

This creature of the poem may assemble itself into a being with its own centrifugal force.

Seeing yourself as responsible for the quality of your relationship, as a prime mover in your life, I think is a bold, amazing step.

We're all taking on too much, we're all asking too much of ourselves. We're all wishing we could do more, and therefore just doing more.