I have sometimes wondered also whether in people like me who come to the boil fast (soupe au lait, the French call this trait, like a milk soup that boils over) the tantrum is not a built-in safety valve against madness or illness. ... The fierce tension in me, when it is properly channeled, creates the good tension for work. But when it becomes unbalanced I am destructive. How to isolate that good tension is my problem these days. Or, put in another way, how to turn the heat down fast enough so the soup won't boil over!

Inside my mother's death / I lay and could not breathe.

Though friendship is not quick to burn it is explosive stuff.

Where joy in an old pencil is not absurd.

Miracles cannot be explained, that is their miraculous nature.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

Routine is not a prison, but the way into freedom from time.