I've never seen grief like it. Grief like that, it's like an animal. She's not eating. She's not sleeping. She's whimpering. She's sluggish. She's not herself.

"What a thing it is to have music that plays your terrible thoughts. I imagined that one piece could drive more delicate women than myself to insanity."

Jackie Kay

"How bizarre, I think to myself, to be on a train and to actually not want to arrive anywhere? What kind of madness is that?"

Jackie Kay