... once you get beyond the crust of the first pang it is all the same and you can easily bear it. It is just the transition from painlessness to pain that is so terrible.

Woman must be the pioneer in this turning inward for strength. In a sense, she has always been the pioneer.

One must go through periods of numbness that are harder to bear than grief.

Flowers always have it - poise, completion, fulfillment, perfection . . .

Perhaps middle-age is, or should be, a period of shedding shells; the shell of ambition, the shell of material accumulations and possessions, the shell of the ego.

Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves.

The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was, nor forward to what it might be, but living in the present and accepting it as it is now.