You will always be here with me; As long as I live, A towering figure of love.

Wrinkles here and there seem unimportant compared to the Gestalt of the whole person I have become in this past year.

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

I have written every poem, every novel, for the same purpose-to find out what I think, to know where I stand.

It is the place of renewal and of safety, where for a little while there will be no harm or attack and, while every sense is nourished, the soul rests.

when I am working I immediately feel hopeful.

Flowers and plants are silent presences. They nourish every sense except the ear.