In diversity there is beauty and there is strength.
[Librarians] study their field with as much determination and as much delight as open-heart surgeons.
Glory falls around us as we sob a dirge of desolation on the Cross
I've always written. There's a journal which I kept from about 9 years old. The man who gave it to me lived across the street from the store and kept it when my grandmother's papers were destroyed. I'd written some essays. I loved poetry, still do. But I really, really loved it then.
Nobody can enjoy unless we all enjoy, truly enjoy.
I've tried to be totally present, so that when I'm finished with a piece of work, I'm finished. ... The work, once completed, does not need me. The work I'm working on needs my total concentration. The one that's finished doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to itself.