“The Initial Mystery that attends any journey is: how did the traveler reach his starting point in the first place?”

“...Unaccustomed sense of peace did not depend on...'the whim of any fallible creature, or...economic security, or the weather. I don't know where it comes from. Jung states that such serenity is always a miracle...I am so glad that the therapists of my maturity and the saints of my childhood agree on one thing.”

“You need some place to work in. That's the door half open.”

“Slipping in blood, by his own hand, through pride,Hamlet, Othello, Coriolanus fall.Upon his bed, however, Shakespeare die,Having endured them all.”

“O rememberIn your narrowing dark hoursThat more things moveThan blood in the heart.”

“I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around.”

“...in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.”