“For a time, I am slightly jealous of [my daughter’s] attraction to this household, though I understand it perfectly, for it embodies certain principles of living — of generosity, tolerance, the recognition of the human as the pre-eminent value — that I myself hold dear while frequently feeling unable to deploy them in my own home. Like the body itself, a home is both something looked at and lived in, a duality that in neither case I have managed to reconcile. I retain the belief that other people’s homes are real where mine is a fabrication, just as I imagine others to have inner lives less flawed than my own.” - Rachel Cusk, from the essay “Making Home.”