Nothing is mine, I have only nothing but it is enough, it is beautiful and it is all mine. Do I even walk about in my own skin or is it something I have borrowed to spare my modesty?

The past is never where you think you left it.

Love must be learned and learned again; There is no end.

You waste life when you waste good food.

You shouldn't side-step suffering if you have to go through it to get where you're going.

Trust your happiness and the richness of your life at this moment. It is as true and as much yours as anything else that ever happened to you.

The real sin against life is to abuse and destroy beauty, even one's own even more, one's own, for that has been put in our care and we are responsible for its well-being.

What we need now is endless courage.

Each generation must get on the same old merry-go-round, only disguised in a fresh coat of paint.

I shall try to tell the truth, but the result will be fiction.

I get so tired of moral bookkeeping.

You start at the end, and then go back and write and go that way. Not everyone does, but I do. Some people just sit down at the page and start off. I start from what happened, including the why.

For in grief nothing 'stays put.' One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral?

Tax is a big expense. And I wouldn't mind paying taxes a lot less if our politicians knew how to spend the money, but they don't. They waste the money.

I find it a turnoff whenever men aren't into some kind of sport. And, no, video games don't count. I dated a guy who was into video games, and I wanted to shoot myself.

With uncertainty in oil markets, a buildup of speculative pressures and the large U.S. current account deficit, there is a real possibility that Paulson's crisis-management skills will be tested.

Women are naturally competitive. That's what drives women to form cliques at early age.

The poetry is all in the anticipation, for there is none in reality.

Writing may or may not be your salvation; it might or might not be your destiny. But that does not matter. What matters right now are the words, one after another. Find the next word. Write it down.

Libraries are places where the damaged go to find friends

I'm not a diva. I'm a tadpole trying to be a frog.