Well the themes for me were and remain sex and love and grief and death - the things that make us and undo us, create and destroy, how we breed and disappear and the emotional context that surrounds these events.

It's not that I'm against Cox and the people who run Cox right now. We don't want to give that much authority to an unknown company, No. 1.

[In the green scheme of things, death becomes a vehicle for land conservation and saving the planet.] It is not enough to be a corpse anymore, ... Now, you have to be a politically correct corpse.

So I suppose poetry, language, the shaping of it, was and remains for me an effort to make sense out of essentially senseless situations.

It strikes me that after all the archbishops and politicos and true believers have their say on the ethics of the matter of euthanasia, bare fact sounds very compelling and very challenging.

The instinct to preplan has been around for a long time.

This is what it's like to be God.

The same but different.

It is not enough to be a corpse any more. Now, you have to be a politically correct corpse.