I was happy in the library. Walls of printed pages, evidence of so many created worlds--this was a comfort to me.

You cannot let your parents anywhere near your real humiliations.

The complexity of things - the things within things - just seems to be endless. I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple.

Always remember that when a man goes out of the room, he leaves everything in it behind. When a woman goes out she carries everything that happened in the room along with her.

I would really hope this would make people see the short story as an important art, not just something you played around with until you got a novel.

The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.

In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.

We say of some things that they can't be forgiven, or that we will never forgive ourselves. But we do-we do it all the time.

My head was a magpie's nest lined with such bright scraps of information.

Love removes the world for you, and just as surely when it's going well as when it's going badly.

Life would be grand if it weren't for the people.

I believe in the goddess of mystery. And she’s always pregnant!

You can never escape God's Grace because as you run from it, you run to it.

It may be our actions that define us, but it is our reaction that changes the course of things.

I've learnt that the world over, everyone's essentially the same. We are all trying to have a nice time and get along with things.

We may explain success mainly by one word and that word is WORK! WORK!! WORK!!! WORK!!!!

Everyone believes very easily whatever they fear or desire.

You can anchor the mind into answering a question a certain way by giving them a totally unrelated piece of information dropped before.

For 25 years, it has been my privilege to represent the city of San Francisco and the great state of California; to work to strengthen our vibrant middle class; to secure opportunity and equality.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.

Painting took on a fabulous strength and splendor; the object was discredited as an indispensable element of the picture.