...nothing momentous comes in this world unless it comes on the shoulders of kindness.

What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all.

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.

Something in me was always watching life from the outside, permanently obsessed with the notion of belonging vs. not-belonging [to a group]. It did not make for a happy childhood, but it was excellent training for a writer.

My worst nightmare is being stuck somewhere with nothing to read.

The things I carry closest to my heart are things I can't own.

Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.