For any writer who wants to keep a journal, be alive to everything, not just to what you're feeling, but also to your pets, to flowers, to what you're reading.

What is there to do when people die - people so dear and rare - but bring them back by remembering?

There the door is always open into the “holy” — growth, birth, death.

We are able to laugh when we achieve detachment, if only for a moment.

have the courage to write whatever your dream is for yourself.

One of the good elements of old age is that we no longer have to prove anything, to ourselves or to anyone else. We are what we are.

Solitude is the salt of personhood. It brings out the authentic flavor of every experience.