“God has a brown voice, as soft and full as beer.”

“The snow has quietness in it; no songs,no smells, no shouts or traffic.When I speakmy own voice shocks me.”

“Now I am just an elderly lady who is full of spleen, who humps around greater Boston in a God-awful hat, who never lived and yet outlived her time, hating men and dogs and Democrats.”

“Look to your heartthat flutters in and out like a moth.God is not indifferent to your need.You have a thousand prayersbut God has one.”

“being sixteen in the pants I died full of questions”

“The soul was not cured, it was as full as a clothes closet of dresses that did not fit.”

“I like you; your eyes are full of language."[Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]”