Self-respect is nothing to hide behind. When you need it most it isn't there.

I feel happy to be keeping a journal again. I've missed it, missed naming things as they appear, missed the half hour when I push all duties aside and savor the experience of being alive in this beautiful place.

It is a waste of time to see people who have only a social surface to show. I will make every effort to find out the real person, but if I can't, then I am upset and cross. Time wasted is poison.

We have to believe that every person counts, counts as a creative force that can move mountains.

I simply adore being alone - I find it a consuming thirst - and when that thirst is slaked, then I am happy.

when I am working I immediately feel hopeful.

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