Life gives you enough hard knocks so it's unlikely you'll stay that sure of yourself.

One room is always enough for one person. Two rooms is not enough for two people. That is one of the conundrums in life.

Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes.

To me, life, for all its privations, is a luminous thing. You have to risk it.

My friends and the people who are close to me know what I am. And that is enough.

Quest is at the heart of what I do-the holy grail, and the terror that you'll never find it, seemed a perfect metaphor for life.