It takes a long time for words to become thought.

How much hope, expectation, and sheer hard work goes into the smallest success! There is no being sure of anything except that whatever has been created will change in time.

Women's work is always toward wholeness.

A body without bones would be a limp impossible mess, so a day without steady routine would be disruptive and chaotic.

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

each new poem is partly propelled by the formal energies of all the poems that have preceded it in the history of literature.

in the very long run any success devours - and perhaps also corrupts.