Bookish People, Who Are Often Maladroit People,

The Scolding Voice Is Her Own, So Abrasive And Quick, Yet So Powerless To Move Her.

In A Long And Healthy Life, Which Is What Most Of Us Have, There Is Plenty Of Time.

I Don't Think I Would Have Been A Writer If I Hadn't Been A Mother. I Wanted To Construct Something That Contained Some Of These Feelings That I Had, Some Of These Discoveries Or Revelations.

Why Should Men Be Allowed To Strut Under The Privilege Of Their Life Adventures, Wearing Them Like A Breast Full Of Medals, While Women Went All Gray And Silent Beneath The Weight Of Theirs?

Nothing She Did Or Said Was Quite What She Meant But Still Her Life Could Be Called A Monument Shaped In A Slant Of Available Light And Set To The Movement Of Possible Music