Your work is carved out of agony as a statue is carved out of marble.

It is through the acceptance of a variety of aethetic and intellectual points of view that a culture is given breadth and density.

O remember In your narrowing dark hours That more things move Than blood in the heart.

The fact, and the intuition or logic about the fact, are severe coordinates in fiction. In the short story they must cross with hair-line precision.

...in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.

Up from the bronze, I saw Water without a flaw Rush to its rest in air Reach to its rest, and fall.

But it's silly to suggest the writing of poetry is something ethereal, a sort of soul-crashing, devastating emotional experience that wrings you. I have no fancy ideas about poetry. ... It doesn't come to you on the wings of a dove. It's something you have to work hard at.