Being basically a tidy person I was struck by this comment on writing from one of May Sarton's journals:
……Writing for me is a way of understanding what is happening to me, of thinking hard things out. I hve never written a book that was not born out of a question I needed to answer for myself. Perhaps it is the need to remake order out of chaos over and over again. For art is order, but it is made out of the chaos of life.