“You can’t just write and write and put things in a drawer. They wither without the warm sun of someone else’s appreciation.”

“Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning sun can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day - like writing a poem, or saying a prayer.”

“When I cannot write a poem, I bake biscuits and feel just as pleased.”

“One writes not to be read but to breathe...one writes to think, to pray, to analyze. One writes to clear one's mind, to dissipate one's fears, to face one's doubts, to look at one's mistakes--in order to retrieve them. One writes to capture and crystallize one's joy, but also to disperse one's gloom. Like prayer--you go to it in sorrow more than joy, for help, a road back to 'grace'.”

“I must write it all out, at any cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being concious of living.”

“The beach is not a place to work; to read, write or to think.”

“There is, of course, always the personal satisfaction of writing down one's own experiences so they may be saved, caught and pinned under glass, hoarded against the winter of forgetfulness. Time has been cheated a little, at least, in one's own life, and a personal, trivial immortality of an old self assured.”