The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.

It is only when we can believe that we are creating the soul that life has any meaning, but when we can believe it - and I do and always have - then there is nothing we do that is without meaning and nothing that we suffer that does not hold the seed of creation in it.

Life comes in clusters, clusters of solitude, then a cluster when there is hardly time to breathe.

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

How slowly one comes to understand anything!

When you change the way you look at a thing, the thing itself changes...By mastering feelings, she had come to understand the meaning of discipline and its reward: freedom and power.

I sometimes imagine that as one grows older one comes to live a role which as a young person one merely 'played.