I see enormous loves growing immense and finally crushing me.
The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic.
We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art--we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones.
The final lesson a writer learns is that everything can nourish the writer.
I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.
Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning or your soul—you create suffering.