I have noticed that when all the lights are on,
people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives.
Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling –
their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are longer pauses.
To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative.
I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights –
then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows
and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions,
things that need to done, not a background to thought.