I want, I want, I want! We never grow out of it somehow. Unless we become Buddhists, maybe.

Just because suddenly you have a sabbatical doesn't mean that the writing occasion comes to you.

I always wanted to be pretty as a girl, although I believed it was not possible.

"Time" does not mean "occasion."

I think that's what, to me, also talks about the silences in my work - as a woman, a woman writer, when you say, "no" or you have to say, "no" so often to the writing occasion, those occasions don't really come back.

Writing a poem is unwriting a knot, like untying a shoelace that is clubbing your foot.

Once you stop talking about the female body empowering itself vis-à-vis male forays or invasions or male demands or the necessity to respond to husband and son to bring the issue down to a more concrete level, the body is a different manifestation physically.