I decided years ago not to read stories about myself anymore. Each one is a potential minefield: Whatever it says, you're bound to take it the wrong way. Why do it if you know it's going to make you miserable?

Cats always seem so very wise, when staring with their half-closed eyes. Can they be thinking, I'll be nice, and maybe she will feed me twice?

[On Denmark:] ... that little country of cottage cheese and courage.

I never know how much of what I say is true.

If you can accept your differentness and learn to love it and encourage it, then you can be someone wonderful.

There comes a time whenyou haveto let yourclothesgo out in the world and try to make it on their own.

My whole life had been spent waiting for an epiphany, a manifestation of God's presence, the kind of transcendent, magical experience that lets you see your place in the big picture. And that is what I had with my first [compost] heap.