Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.

A pronoun, too, will aptly reflect the number of its antecedent: "they" does not refer to one person, no matter how many personalities she or he has, or how eager you are to skirt the gender frays.

We all ended up somewhere with our various uncertain lives flapping about us in tatters and our pockets full of foreign coins.

We waltzed Lisztlessly.

Either I've been missing something or nothing has been going on.

Killing time takes practice.

Words themselves are the intimate attire of thoughts and feelings.

Time is the mother and mugger of us all.

Art is only abstract when you look the other way.

Our prayers are granted as soon as we have prayed, even though the process of fulfilling our requests has not yet begun.

Piety requires us to honor truth above our friends.

I just like to stay creative. Anything that can keep my mind going.

Man should tremble, the world should vibrate, all heaven should be deeply moved when the Son of God appears on the altar in the hands of the priest.

Most women wish to feel that their spirit has been violated. Do they not, indeed, flatter themselves on never yielding save to force?

Wisdom deprives even poverty of half its power.

Eccentricity: strength of character doubling back on itself.

Mostly I enjoy the restaurants (my husband is a chef), though I wish we had a wider diversity of ethnic food.

To a philosopher no circumstance, however trifling, is too minute.

Be thou good thyself, and let people speak evil of thee; it is better than to be wicked, and that they should consider thee as good.