I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, Mother, what was war?

I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask: "Mother, what was war?"

When something is too beautiful or too terrible or even too funny for words, then it is time for poetry.

Morning is a new sheet of paper for you to write on.

...a good poem contains both meaning and music

Scratch a Jew and you'll find a Wailing Wall.

whatever you do, find ways to read poerty. Eat it, drink it, enjoy it, and share it.

Happiness ... leads none of us by the same route.

I'm gluten intolerant, so that automatically cuts carbs from my diet.

If Christ were only a cistern we might soon exhaust his fullness but who can drain a fountain?

Music is subjective to everyone's unique experience.

Creativity requires the willingness to look stupid.

Humor is most powerful thing that uses laughter as it base to chase your blues away.

I have the world's worst pregnancies.

I couldn't have children, so that's the bad side. But compared to everything else I have, it's not all that terribly bad. I count my winners rather than my losers.

I really like to talk to people and to get their take on things.

It's a national concern, I mean how we dispose of nuclear waste in a safe way, how we deal with this incredible amount of nuclear waste we have created over the years.