The movement of grace toward gratitude brings us from the package of self-obsessed madness to a spiritual awakening.

The reason I never give up hope is because everything is so basically hopeless.

I honestly think that in order to be a writer you have to learn to be reverent. If not, why are you writing? Why are you here?

Very few writers really know what they are doing until they have done it.

To be engrossed by something outside ourselves is a powerful antidote for the rational mind, the mind that so frequently has its head up its own ass.

You have to be a warrior and say, "Maybe it's everyone else's system, but it's not mine." (from her recent interview here, on Goodreads)

You get your intuition back when you make space for it, when you stop the chattering of the rational mind.