I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight No I was all horns and thorns sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright.

I did spend a year in high school being obsessed with Fleetwood Mac.

People in San Francisco and the East Bay have shown interest, done interviews, and have come to shows. I guess that the news travels fast out of this island that we are on.

It broke my heart when I learned the moon had been passing the sun’s light off as its own.

Never get so attached to a poem that you forget truth that lacks lyricism.

I would happy for someone to download my music.

What a woman does is open doors. And it is not a question of locking or unlocking.

I am producing sounds that people are not used to hearing from the harp.

Lyrics are very different. There is a clear line between that and a poem. Something that has been a source of great excitement and delight for me is this idea that I get to rhyme.

I wasn't interested in writing music that wasn't beautiful for me to listen to.

We deserve to know light. And grow evermore lighter and lighter.

Love, happiness, peace - these are not final destinations. They are in every moment, every breath, everything.

Extolling the virtues of conservation of energy, Churchill advised, "Never stand when you can sit, and never sit when you can lie down.

Somebody's going to have to make the money to buy you all those books.""They're free, " Franny said. "I check them out of the library.""Well, thank God for libraries, " Caroline said.

An optimist is a fellow who believes a housefly is looking for a way to get out.

I definitely wanted this win today and I don't want anybody to talk about my nerves anymore.

I've always found that the best travelers are the very same people who are intensely interested in the history and culture of their own home city.

Prayer is a virtue that prevaileth against all temptations.

If I had to say what my one greatest achievement is, it's that I lasted, and I'm still happy. I hope that comes through.

I knew what normalcy was, and I wasn't having it.

Obedience indeed is only the pitiful and cowardly egotism of him who thinks that he can do something better than reason.