Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others; to be, not to seem.

The real wonders of life lie in the depths. Exploring the depths for truths is the real wonder which the child and the artist know: magic and power lie in truth.

Where the myth fails, human love begins. Then we love a human being, not our dream, but a human being with flaws.

The shell is America's most active contribution to the formation of character. A tough hide. Grow it early.

The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw.

I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.

We sit on the kitchen exchanging these diabolical outgrowths of overfertile minds.