“Maybe she knew some day it would become my job. My job to complete the melody she had begun.”

“Your poetry--it doesn't deserve to be locked away, hidden from the rest of the world. And neither do you.”

“This typewriter is the only one that has listened to me throughout the years, the only one who wants to know the girl beneath my layers.”

“Any man's a fool who lets himself be a wage-earning slave, today.”

“If love is like a possession, maybe my letter are like my exorcisms”

“I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay.”

“I measure every Grief I meetWith narrow, probing, Eyes;I wonder if It weighs like Mine,Or has an Easier size.”

“Your poetry--it doesn't deserve to be locked away, hidden from the rest of the world. And neither do you.”

“For Emily Dickinson every philosophical idea was a potential lover. Metaphysics is the realm of eternal seduction of the spirit by ideas.”

“And once you've been to this Center, this Truth, you'll know your way everywhere. You are never lost again.”

“The Queen's Pride was his ship, and he loved her. (That was the way his sentences always went: It is raining today and I love you. My cold is better and I love you. Say hello to Horse and I love yo...”

“What Joab did not and could not know was that it was ego, and the ego of a king is just like the ego of anyone else. It is a social infection, entering each person as a psychological virus that is ...”