He doubted her. You must never doubt the one you love. But they might not be telling the truth. Never mind that. You tell them the truth. What do you mean? You can't be another person's honesty, child, but you can be your own. So what should I say? When? When I love someone? You should say it.

The world is surely wide enough to walk without fear.

Nothing has an unlikely quality. It is heavy.

I choose this story above all others because it's a story I'm struggling to end.

Love is vivid. I never wanted the pale version. Love is full strength. I never wanted the diluted version. I never shied away from love's hugeness but I had no idea that love could be as reliable as the sun. The daily rising of love.

I think of myself in a continuum as a woman. Two hundred years ago, it would have been very difficult for me to write at all.

…only a poet could frame a language that could frame a world.