Until the missing story of ourselves is told, nothing besides told can suffice us: we shall go on quietly craving it.

Nature is what you don't have to trouble about. It looks after itself.

Poetry brings all possible experience to the same degree: a degree in the consciousness beyond which the consciousness itself cannot go.

I met God. 'What,' he said, 'you already?' 'What,' I said, 'you still?

In religion is much tiredness of people, a giving over of their doing to Someone Else.

People get wisdom from thinking, not from learning.

Truth rings no bells.

Woman has two works to perform: a work of differentiation, of man from herself, and a work of unification, of man with herself. ... We, woman, are now entering upon our second work.

My function as a writer is not story-telling but truth-telling: to make things plain.

I believe that misconceptions about oneself that one does not correct where possible act as a bad magic.

... whatever is not happening now is unimportant; it is merely curious.

When there is no cure, give the hope and share the possibility. Shine the light of miracle in the darkness of impossibility.

After Arthur sent me away for my own good, it' like my life switched from color to black and white--like the ending of The Wizard of Oz.

Outside in the sun the Holy Mother stood on her pedestal in the garden, sorry but unsympathetic. The usual position of mothers.

If I've been dating someone for, say, five months, and she cheats on me, I don't think it would be worth it. I'm not committed enough to the situation to give her a second chance.

The first and most important thing of all, at least for writers today, is to strip language clean, to lay it bare down to the bone.

Designing came to me. I didn't have to move.

To live life is to make a succession of errors. Understanding this can bring us great ease and forgiveness for ourselves and others.

An excess of hoarded wealth is the death of many.

I have a B.A. in Spanish, so briefly I thought that somebody might pay me to speak Spanish badly in another country, like Norway.

I believe in the compelling power of love. I do not understand it. I believe it to be the most fragrant blossom of all this thorny existence.