Björk’s wraparound swan frock. . . made her look like a refugee from the more dog-eared precincts of provincial ballet.
. . . hell is wanting to be somewhere different from where you are. Being one place and wanting to be somewhere else. . . . Wanting life to be different from what it is. That's also called leaving without leaving. Dying before you die. It's as if there is a part of you that so rails against being shattered by love that you shatter yourself first.