Women tell time by the body. They are like clocks. They are always fastened to the earth, listening for its small animal noises.

Sometimes I fly like an eagle but with the wings of a wren

All I wanted was a little piece of life, to be married, to have children.... I was trying my damnedest to lead a conventional life, for that was how I was brought up, and it was what my husband wanted of me. But one can't build little white picket fences to keep the nightmares out.

Sometimes the soul takes pictures of things it has wished for, but never seen.

Mood can be as important as sense.

Poetry to me is prayer.

Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.