Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach.

Stories are medicine.

In any dark time, there is a tendency to veer toward fainting over how much is wrong or unmended in the world. Do not focus on that. Do not make yourself ill with overwhelm. There is a tendency to fall into being weakened by perseverating on what is outside your reach, by what cannot yet be. Do not focus there. That is spending the wind without raising the sails.

It is worse to stay where one does not belong at all than to wander about lost for a while and looking for the psychic and soulful kinship one requires

Mend the part of the world that is within your reach.

Friends who love you and have warmth for your creative life are the very best suns in the world.

The wild woman is fluent in the language of dreams, images, passion, and poetry.