Woman's normal occupations in general run counter to creative life, or contemplative life, or saintly life.

Only when one is connected to one's own core is one connected to others, I am beginning to discover. And, for me, the core, the inner spring, can best be refound through solitude.

We must relearn to be alone.

Ideally, both members of a couple in love free each other to new and different worlds.

The fundamental magic of flying, a miracle that has nothing to do with any of its practical purposes - purposes of speed, accessibility, and convenience - and will not change as they change.

There comes a moment when the things one has written, even a traveler's memories, stand up and demand a justification. They require an explanation. They query, 'Who am I? What is my name? Why am I here?

The world has been forced to its knees. Unhappily, we seldom find our way there without being beaten to it by suffering.