I have always felt that a woman has the right to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity until, perhaps, she passes into the realm of over ninety. Then it is better she be candid with herself and with the world.

A liar is a liar and lives on the lies he tells and dies in a life of lies.

Poetry is a mystic, sensuous mathematics of fire, smoke-stacks, waffles, pansies, people, and purple sunsets.

Poetry is a sequence of dots and dashes, spelling depths, crypts, cross-lights, and moon wisps.

One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.

A tough will counts. So does desire.So does a rich soft wanting.Without rich wanting nothing arrives.

We had two grand antique professors who had been teaching at Lombard since before I was born.