I truly think that you can't go and stalk your material, you have to leave the door open and whatever chooses you, chooses you. You can't go and wrestle it to the ground.

I spend most of my time writing.

If life's a joke, then suicide's a bad punch line.

We do know that no one gets wise enough to really understand the heart of another, though it is the task of our life to try.

The universe is transformation.

But then as time passed, I learned the lesson that parents do early on. You fail sometimes. No matter how much you love your children, there are times you slip. There are moments you can't give, stutter, lose your temper, or simply lose face with the world, and you can't explain this to a child.

I did not choose solitude. Who would? It came on me like a kind of vocation, demanding an effort that married women can't picture.