Doubt comes to the door in darkness, pretending to be alone and in need of your compassionate ear. But if you let him in, he'll bring his friends.

Our internal artist is always our creative child.

Writing just for the hell of it is heaven.

Love is the substance of all life. Everything is connected in love, absolutely everything.

Creativity is God's will for us and should be practiced like any other spiritual practice -a day at a time.

The need to be a great artist makes it hard to be an artist. The need to produce a great work of art makes it hard to produce any art at all.

We need to bridge our sense of loneliness and disconnection with a sense of community and continuity even if we must manufacture it from our time on the Web and our use of calling cards to connect long distance. We must “log on” somewhere, and if it is only in cyberspace, that is still far better than nowhere at all. (264)