I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

You must create the right kind of dream, the sober, adult kind of magic: illusion born from disillusion.

Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could live in its growing countries forever.

I woke to the sound of rain.

For me poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.