If I felt, in the event of a royal wedding, inspired to write about people coming together in marriage or civil partnership, I would just be grateful to have an idea for the poem. And if I didn't, I'd ignore it.

But I wanted marriage for myself. I was not calculating about it. I wish I was more calculating.

I wasn't looking for another marriage. I had been married before. He is a nice man - a geologist, an Ernest Hemingway type. But Paul and I married because of convention.

If it's not working before you get married, marriage isn't going to fix it.

I was a Christian. I didn't want to have sex before marriage, I was a bit uptight and not very self-confident. I was a virgin until I was 26.

I think the Mother is gradually revealing itself to me and taking over. But it is not the Mother alone. It is the Mother and the Father, the male and the female, sort of gradually having their marriage.

When a marriage culture fails, sexual desire no longer unites instead it fragments.

Same-sex marriage is not the future.

Europe, which gave us the idea of same-sex marriage, is a dying society, with birthrates 50 percent below replacement.

Since I've been in the U.S. I've lost the back of my heart, 15 ft. of intestine and my marriage - and God, I miss my intestine.