“Yeah, its hard, babyIts hard right down to the boneI said Oh, its hard babyIts hard right down to the very boneIts hard when youre a womanAnd you find yourself all aloneIve been flapping and scrapp...”

“Let me thinkThinking is all I haveIf wisdom is a pretenseThen let me pretend to be wise”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”

“Thinking is the hardest work anyone can do, which is probably the reason why we have so few thinkers. ”

“Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.”

“I could not think without writing.”