You can’t just write and write and put things in a drawer. They wither without the warm sun of someone else’s appreciation.

Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.

The nice thing about really intelligent people is that when you talk with them they make you feel intelligent too.

Perhaps this is the most important thing for me to take back from beach-living: simply the memory that each cycle of the tide is valid; each cycle of the wave is valid; each cycle of a relationship is valid.

Purposeful giving is not as apt to deplete one's resources; it belongs to that natural order of giving that seems to renew itself even in the act of depletion.

I find the weight of air/Almost too great to bear.

What a circus act we women perform every day of our lives. Look at us. We run a tightrope daily, balancing a pile of books on the head. Baby-carriage, parasol, kitchen chair, still under control. Steady now! This is not the life of simplicity but the life of multiplicity that the wise men warn us of.