It's very selfish when I write. I'm not aware, ever, of writing for another person; I'm not even really aware of writing for myself.
Choose your corner, pick away at it carefully, intensely and to the best of your ability and that way you might change the world.
I don't take things for granted, because everything feels more fragile. It's made me wonder about mortality and how long you've got somebody in the world. I'm more fearful than I used to be.