The earth is wise. It has given itself into the keeping of all, and all are therefore accountable.

I am not interested in being a role model, or in fulfilling the expectations of others. I know I am of most use to others and to myself by being this unique self: Nature, I have noticed, is not particularly devoted to copies, and human beings needn't be either.

Never be the only one, except, possibly, in your own home.

I have fought and kicked and fasted and prayed and cursed and cried myself to the point of existing.

The gift of loneliness is sometimes a radical vision of society or one's people that has not previously been taken into account.

Laughter isn't even the other side of tears. It is tears turned inside out. Truly the suffering is great, here on earth. We blunder along, shredded by our mistakes, bludgeoned by our faults. Not having a clue where the dark path leads us. But on the whole, we stumble along bravely, don't you think?

I have fallen in love with the imagination. And if you fall in love with the imagination, you understand that it is a free spirit. It will go anywhere, and it can do anything.