‘I will try to live in this happiness without fear. It will be hard. I find that I am more afraid of this joy than I have ever been of misery.
Misery I have learnt how to manage; joy breaks my feet up, takes away my old words and forms.
What will be left of me when this light has peeled away all my skins ?
What words will this light leave me?
And yet even as I think and write those questions , they seem irrelevant.
I have no choice but to be alive in this landscape and this light.’
– Andrew Harvey