Here, she felt, putting the spoon down, was the still space that lies about the heart of things, where one could move or rest...

“The strange thing on looking back was the purity, the integrity of her feeling …”

“The way to rock oneself back into writing is this. First gentle exercise in the…”

“I am not sinuous or suave; I sit among you abrading your softness with my hardn…”

“Memory is the seamstress, and a capricious one at that. Memory runs her needle …”