In a way, this kind of insight or recognition often permeates the way I think of character, how I plot action, and the way in which I use imagery, seeing binaries as false.

Writing a poem is unwriting a knot, like untying a shoelace that is clubbing your foot.

New formalism is writing with language as flow, like the flow from a dam, running through a desert that has had no rain for decades.

Poetry must speak of others, in order to speak for the poet's imagination, in order to speak of itself; it is slowed down by poetics after its flight is over.

As I grew older - and even when I was younger - it had puzzled me why I continued and continue to be heterosexual.

Poetry has roots, but they are sometimes cut off and still poetry is written.

At a certain point, the struggles with teaching and mothering and so on and so forth, those decline, those lessen.

I'm in my 60s, and a cancer scare just makes you more aware of mortality.

Working women went through a time when they believed that.

[My muse] she's impatient with me, because I don't do what I should do: sit down and write.

Agency over one's sexual self - and the articulation of that kind of agency - might seem transgressive to readers who don't expect it in a woman's text.

The fear of God is an insane idea. God is love and “there is no fear in love, because perfect love casts out all fear.

One faith, one family.

Everything has a price. The price, however, isn't always money.

My existence is the only gift I have left to give, but it will have to do.

He had sometimes wondered if the real reason why men sought danger was that only thus could they find the companionship and solidarity which they unconsciously craved.

How unlucky that you should have a reasonable answer to give, and that I should be so reasonable as to admit it!

Having children and raising them will bring new purpose and new life to Heaven. It will not be the end of everything, but the beginning!

I did not know it was possible to be so miserable and live but I am told that this is a common experience.

This principle of opposites is at the very root of Creation, which is divided between the rule of the King and the Queen; Night and Day; the One and the Varied; the Eternal and the Evolving.

They spoke very little of their mutual feeling; pretty phrases and warm expressions being probably unnecessary between such tried friends.