Where Joy In An Old Pencil Is

The Hardest Thing We Are Asked To Do In This World Is To Remain Aware Of Suffering, Suffering About Which We Can Do Nothing.

Solitude Is The Salt Of Personhood. It Brings Out The Authentic Flavor Of Every Experience.

A Poet Never Feels Useful.

For Art Is Order, But It Is Born Out Of The Chaos Of Life.

Women's Work Is Always Toward Wholeness.