in the caves of my heart, where pain taps out its rhythms and sorrow sets its loss, i am without direction.

Do you see that I cherish you beyond question, that you have nothing to prove to me? You are making your journey to secure yourself. I am already tethered to your side. if you can love yourself as I love you there will be no dislocation --- you will be whole. Bring yourself home to me and I will immerse you in very ounce of tenderness I possess. - Sabine Strohem

I like it that my career has all the predictability and continuity of a children's nonsense rhyme.

in the caves of my heart, where pain taps out its rhythms and sorrow sets its loss, i am without direction.

I do what I want to do. I see where my enthusiasm is. Over the years, my techniques expanded. That's how the writing came out.

I had never read in public, never given an interview. I was doing it all and trying to produce the next book and raise three young kids and had another child on the way.

Art is like therapy; what comes up is what comes up. It may be dark, but that's what comes up. You may want to keep some of it in a drawer but never judge it.