Well, so it must be, for as man saw reality, so it became.

By what men think, we create the world around us, daily new.

The visible world was only an imperfect reflection of the Ideal, which the Philosopher sought to transcend.

The Goddess does not shower her gifts on those who reject them.

There's no "magic secret"; writing is like everything else; ten percent inspiration or talent, and ninety percent hard work. Persistence; keeping at it till you get there. As Agnes de Mille said, it means working every day—bored, tired, weary, or with a fever of a hundred and two.

A friend of ours has a hobby doing genealogy, and we found out that we were cousins in the ninth degree, that we had a common ancestor on the Mayflower.

Light flared through every limb, a force far too great to be contained in any human frame; but for that moment she was the Great Mother, giving birth to the world.