I think this is true for all artists. My senses are very important to me.
I’m not sure that the benefit – as a writer and as a citizen – that I would get from reading at least the front page of the Times every day or every other day would outweigh the depression.
Maybe we can use a metaphor for it, out of dance. I think for many years I was aware of the need, in dance and in life, to breathe deeply and to take in more air than we usually take in.
When I quit all these things and said I didn’t have any time, I meant I didn’t have any time.
I’m probably so out of it at my age that I don’t know what people think.
I was very afraid that I wouldn’t be able to do this job well. And the time never came back.