Every heart to love will come, but like a refugee.
Do not be a magician – be magic!
Deprivation is the mother of poetry.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
But love is not some kind of victory march, no it’s a cold and it’s a very broken Hallelujah.
Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you’re tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty.
As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armour themselves against wonder.
Any startling piece of work has a subversive element in it, and that’s a delicious element often. Subversion is only disagreeable when it manifests in political or social activity.
And most people have a woman in their heart, most men have a woman in their heart and most women have a man in their heart.
And I had not much of a voice. I didn’t play that great guitar either.
All of my writing has guitars behind it, even the novels.
A woman watches her body uneasily, as though it were an unreliable ally in the battle for love.
