Childhood is long and narrow like a coffin, and you can't get out of it on your own.

Memory, that library of the soul from which I will draw knowledge and experience for the rest of my life.

Down in the bottom of my childhood my father stands laughing.

I fear / the place I have / in the memory of others. / They remind me of things / I myself have forgot.

my childhood grew thin and flat, paperlike. It was tired and threadbare, and in low moments it didn't look like it would last until I was grown up.

my poems covered the bare places in my childhood like the fine, new skin under a scab that hasn't yet fallen off completely.

Sometimes I feel like my whole life before she died was a dream.

I'm very boring. I'm a mom. I'm 34 years old.

On Tuesday, when it hails and snows, The feeling on me grows and grows That hardly anybody knows If those are these or these are those.

My definition of social justice: those who refuse to work deserve to go hungry.

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.

When we look at life from the top of the mountain, there is no limitation

However insignificant the minority, and however trifling the proposed trespass against their rights, no such trespass is permissible.

Music must take rank as the highest of the fine arts - as the one which, more than any other, ministers to human welfare.

If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.

I've had well-paid jobs, but in comparison to what footballers earn, I've not earned serious money.