Women, as well as men, in all ages and in all places, have danced on the earth, danced the life dance, danced joy, danced grief, danced despair, and danced hope. Literally and metaphorically, by their very lives.

In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry.

Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear.

Know that although in the eternal scheme of things you are small, you are also unique and irreplaceable, as are all your fellow humans everywhere in the world.

Bless me or not, Lord, just as You please, for I'll not beg.

As we grow older we should become not less radical but more so.

When I say work I only mean writing. Everything else is just odd jobs.