All is waiting and all is work; all is change and all is permanence.

Sometimes I think that just not thinking of oneself is a form of prayer. . .

my love of water ... is mingled with and almost indistinguishable from a fear of water (I can float in a vertical position - I enter a fugue state - but I cannot bear to bury my face in water).

Illness is regarded as a crime, and crime is regarded as illness.

The most painful moral struggles are not those between good and evil, but between the good and the lesser good.

Facts mean nothing to wounded feelings.

Porches are America's lost rooms.