There's no such thing beneath the heavens as conditions favorable to art. Art must crash through or perish.

... of the two kinds of order, the conscious and the unconscious order, only one is real. It's the order in the deep hidden places.

The truth is that I am enslaved... in one vast love affair with 70 children.

I am inclined to think that eating is a private thing and should be done alone, like other bodily functions.

I've got to relearn what I was supposed to have learned.

Love has the quality of informing almost everything - even one's work.

I flung my tongue round like a cat-o'-nine-tails so that my pleasant peaceful infant room became little less than a German concentration camp as I took out on the children what life should have got.