Dreams are matters of the heart, things that pull you along as if they have hooked you someplace deep inside.

Solitude is a place where all is quiet - except the beating of your heart.

I think the call of the inward life starts here. Solitude helps you differentiate, define the borders of the self. Solitude helps you figure our where everybody else stops and you begins.

All peace-loving women shut up when they sense they have stepped onto Guy Turf. Guy Turf is a murky realm of ego and pride and chivalry and testosterone and heroism.

Maybe the biggest problem with loneliness is that we walk around thinking we're the only ones suffering from it.

It's much better to be apart and wish you were together than to be together and wish you were apart.

You plant a garden one flower at a time. ... You write a book one word at a time, clean a closet one shelf at a time, run a marathon one step at a time. If you feel defeated by some large task, get your spade and dig the first hole.