It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.

To marry is the biggest risk in human relations that a person can take.

Easter is always the answer to "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me!"

If I sit for a while, then my impatience, crossness, frustration, are indeed annihilated, and my sense of humor returns.

God promised to make you free. He never promised to make you independent.

The earth will never be the same again Rock, water, tree, iron, share this greif As distant stars participate in the pain. A candle snuffed, a falling star or leaf, A dolphin death, O this particular loss A Heaven-mourned; for if no angel cried If this small one was tossed away as dross, The very galaxies would have lied. How shall we sing our love's song now In this strange land where all are born to die? Each tree and leaf and star show how The universe is part of this one cry, Every life is noted and is cherished, and nothing loved is ever lost or perished.

My writing knows more than I know. What a writer must do is listen to her book. It might take you where you don’t expect to go. That’s what happens when you write stories. You listen and you say ‘a ha,’ and you write it down. A lot of it is not planned, not conscious; it happens while you’re doing it. You know more about it after you’re done.