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Advancing in the darkness with feline eyes.

For me it was important to be alone; solitude was a prerequisite to being openly and joyfully susceptible and responsive to the world of leaves, light, birdsong, flowers, flowing water.

“Please — consider me a dream.”

…in you there were the seeds of an angel, my kind of angel, with fire and swords and blazing power…

“Withdraw into yourself, perceive there a silence as old as being, even older…”

Sea, I am like you, filled with broken voices.

The world is violent and mercurial — it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love — love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a perpetually burning building, and what we must save from it, all the time, is love.

“Everything is complex, or I’m the one who’s complex.”

“Her eyes are classic novels and poetry.”