You may not know it, but at the far end of despair, there is a white clearing where one is almost happy.
“Although I still occasionally paint and draw, my life has now been shaped by my writing.”
“I think some people wished I'd kept myself out of the book. But I kind of insist on it because I want the reader to share my engagement with the material, if you like, not pretend that I'm doing it completely intellectually.”