I try for a poetic language that says, This is who we are, where we have been, where we are. This is where we must go. And this is what we must do.

Life excites me-just little, normal, everyday things. Getting out of bed. Getting dressed. Making food. I find it all exciting.

It seems everything is so full of possibilities one can hardly take it all in.

We’re all taking on too much, we’re all asking too much of ourselves. We’re all wishing we could do more, and therefore just doing more.

Women have been given reason to recognize a lot of things that have been covered up for a long time. What preceded the rage was a lot of anxiety.

It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial.

I always knew would be some sort of artist, but didn’t know what.

I simply do not distinguish between work and play.

It takes a long time to publish a book.

I think that my work is easy to understand because I am not a thinker, I am not a… How can I put it? I write the way I perceive, I guess.

Scrooge pushed past Mary number 1 and Joseph number 2 in the wings without so much as an “excuse me”. Typical.