“...I retreat into my fictional world where everything makes sense - but even there I can't even control what people do...”

“... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...”

“you cannot teach artyou cannot make a soul”

“after life has broken you open, perhaps you may create art”

“I see you kneeling in churchstained only by colored windows”

“The only difference between you and a dream is I havent woken up with you”

“i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.”

“Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.”

“I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I w...”

“The lake of my mind, unbroken by oars, heaves placidly and soon sinks into an oily somnolence. That will be useful.”

“The water. The lake. It flows through our veins, and there's nothing we can do about it It's like venom.”

“She felt a strong pull toward the water and it was more than curiosity”