You're neither unnatural, nor abominable, nor mad; you're as much a part of what people call nature as anyone else.
He was certainly in a confused state. I used to go and visit him in Callan Park. They were really - to me they were the best poets those two writing in those days but it wasn't very encouraging because, well, they weren't getting far were they?
I think for a lot of so-called post-colonial peoples, there's a feeling of not being quite legitimate, of not being pure enough.

