I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and when I am dead I shall be deader than anybody.

I'm only the instrument through which one particular art is expressed. Poetry flows through me but it originates in the wellspring of creation that is the source of us all. When you strike out at someone else's achievement you are attacking your own share of a great gift.

We’re born alone and we die alone, I accept that. But why, God, do we have to be alone in the middle?

He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could hardly feel it.

She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything.

happy women get softer and rounder.

There is no disgrace in peace. There can never be dishonor in peace.