“Unforgiveness,splinter in your breastbone, lives there lodged like a small tree.Withers in winter, looms in spring. Its fruit is sweet on first bite, then turns into the taste of your own flesh.”
“Your own guilt is your own fault.”
“Unfortunately, nothing can protect you from the thoughts in your own head.”
“Lineation can make your break your poems.”
“Be nice to your children. They may grow up to be writers.”
“If pain doesn't lead to humility, you have wasted your suffering.”
“Writing is not a matter of time, but a matter or of space. If you don't keep space in your head for writing, you won't write even if you have the time.”