The only way through pain…is to absorb, probe, understand exactly what it is and what it means. To close the door on pain is to miss the chance for growth.

When we admit our vulnerability, we include others. If we deny it, we shut them out.

Women's work is always toward wholeness.

More than any other beauty (though it is true of all beauty except in art) passion seems to me to have the seeds of its own destruction in it.

One thing is certain, and I have always known it - the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence, the goldfinches darting about

Deep down there was understanding, not of the facts of our lives so much as of our essential natures.

At any moment solitude may put on the face of loneliness.