What You Desire You Call Into Being.

Collecting Is Like Sex; Satisfaction Renews And Creates New Appetites.

To Surrender One's Vulnerable Body To Water Has Always Seemed To Me A Limpid Act Of Will That Has No Coutnerpart Or Equal, Unless It Is Sex.

Women's Propensity To Share Confidences Is Universal. We Confirm Our Reality By Sharing.

Grief Does Not End And Love Does Not Die And Nothing Fills Its Graven Place. With Grace, Pain Is Transmuted Into The Gold Of Wisdom And Compassion And The Lesser Coin Of Muted Sadness And Resignation; But Something Leaden Of It Remains, To Become The Kernel Arond Which More Pain Accretes (a Black Pearl): One Pain Becomes Every Other Pain ... Unless One Strips Away, One By One, The Layers Of Pain To Get To The Heart Of The Pain - And This Causes More Pain, Pain So Intense As To Feel Like Evisceration.

Great Unhappiness Is Incompatible With The Belief That It Will Ever End.