Constance Siu

“Dreams, memories, the sacred--they are all alike in that they are beyond our grasp. Once we are even marginally separated from what we can touch, the object is sanctified; it acquires the beauty of the unattainable, the quality of the miraculous. Everything, really, has this quality of sacredness, but we can desecrate it at a touch. How strange man is! His touch defiles and yet he contains the source of miracles.”
― Yukio Mishima, Spring Snow

“When a poet's mind is perfectly equipped for its work, it is constantly amalgamating disparate experiences.”
― T. S. Eliot

“... unreal things have a reality of their own, in poetry as elsewhere.”
― Wallace Stevens, The Necessary Angel: Essays on Reality and the Imagination

“Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.”
― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas