I'm convinced of this: Good done anywhere is good done everywhere.

Life is pure adventure, and the sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art.

I have heard it said that winter, too, will pass, that spring is a sign that summer is due at last. See, all we have to do is hang on.

Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.

Ritie, don't worry 'cause you ain't pretty. Plenty pretty women I seen digging ditches or worse. You smart. I swear to God, I rather you have a good mind than a cute behind.

Like a pianist runs her fingers over the keys, I'll search my mind for what to say. Now, the poem may want you to write it. And then sometimes you see a situation and think, 'I'd like to write about that.' Those are two different ways of being approached by a poem, or approaching a poem.

My pride had been starched by a family who assumed unlimited authority in its own affairs.