I would teach from nine to four, sleep an hour, and write from six until midnight, night after night.

All my writing is about the recognition that there is no single reality. But the beauty of it is that you nevertheless go on, walking towards utopia, which may not exist, on a bridge which might end before you reach the other side.

If you know anything about James Whitcomb Riley, you know that Little Orphan Annie is one of the most fantastic characters who ever lived in America before Charlie Chaplin.

The first poem I ever wrote, about loss, when I was 5 years old, expressed the themes of everything I would ever write.

Every heart is the other heart. Every soul is the other soul. Every face is the other face. The individual is the one illusion.

The first money I ever had was when I received an award from the American Association of University Women.

When the dream came into being, I always pursued it.