My musical genius reached its apex thirty years ago when I played the triangle in Haydn's children's symphony, so I could not play unless you needed someone to make one sustained note!

I sometimes imagine that as one grows older one comes to live a role which as a young person one merely 'played.

In the middle of the night, things well up from the past that are not always cause for rejoicing--the unsolved, the painful encounters, the mistakes, the reasons for shame or woe. But all, good or bad, give me food for thought, food to grow on.

When you change the way you look at a thing, the thing itself changes...By mastering feelings, she had come to understand the meaning of discipline and its reward: freedom and power.

Gardening is an instrument of grace.

For to be desperate is to discover strength. / We die of comfort and by conflict live.

Revision is not going back and fussing around, but going forward into the process of creation