But who is ever able to apply to her own current love affair a word like "similar"?

There is also something deeply lovely about uncertainty: the possibility of optimism.

And while some healing does happen, it isn't a healing of redemption or epiphany. It's more like the slow absorption of a bruise.

The word "miss" is so wistful. As is the word "wistful," for that matter. They both have sighs embedded in them, that "iss" sound. Which also sounds like if.

A love story - your own, or anyone else's - is interior, hidden. It can never be accurately reported, only imagined. It is all dreams and invention. It's guesswork.

There is an old myth among the old folks here that if you wished on a moonlight river, your dreams will come true

The face is a picture of the mind with the eyes as its interpreter.

Supposedly I haven't changed.

The relationships I've had with my girl friends are so powerful and meaningful. Without them I truly don't know what I'd do.

Enlightenment is an ocean of awareness that slides through the human part of us and dissolves it, and leaves us forever in eternity.

We've all got troubles. We all make mistakes. But let's not take a little river turn it into lake.

If you want to understand what you're thinking, you kind of have to work it through and write it. And the only way to work it through, for me, is to write it.

The intellectual is an individual with a specific public role in society that cannot be reduced simply to . . a faceless professional.

They ask me if I'm going to quit. I thought we were just getting started. We have a revolution to fight, a country to change.

The thing of courage As rous'd with rage doth sympathise, And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key, Retorts to chiding fortune.