When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know. "Oh, sure you know," the photographer said. "She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little?

I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.

I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.

Your room is not your prison. You are.