Grief is the doorway to a man's feelings.
When anyone seriously pursues an art - painting, poetry, sculpture, composing - over twenty or thirty years, the sustained discipline carries the artist down to the countryside of grief, and that descent, resisted so long proves invigorating. . . . As I've gotten older, I find I am able to be nourished more by sorrow and to distinguish it from depression.
What I am trying to do is bring people into grief in relation to the society we have.
Sociological prose can tell you everything, but it can't point out the grief.
