In the far upper corner of my altar is a photo of Joan Crawford in her most fierce Mommy Dearest mode, just to remind me of some of the cost of everyone's hard-earned sweetness and light.

I don't know nothing, I think. And glad of it.

Love likes to extend itself. If you receive it in a book - or however you get it - then your duty is to extend it beyond.

I feel like to be where you need to be - where you know you need to be - is such a high. What could be better?

no person is your friend (or kin) who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow and be perceived as fully blossomed as you were intended. Or who belittles in any fashion the gifts you labor so to bring into the world.

Find yourself a cup of tea; the teapot is behind you. Now tell me about hundreds of things. Saki Tea to the English is really a picnic indoors.

I think America has always been polarized... It's a racist country and it has always been.