I take pleasure in my transformations. I look
quiet and consistent, but few know how many
women there are in me

I'll borrow of imagination what reality will not give me

Keep good company, read good books,
love good things and cultivate soul and
body as faithfully as you can

I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life

I am out with lanterns looking for myself

I am made and remade continually.
Different people draw different words from me

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt

In March, I'll be rested, caught up and human

That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet

I suppose I love this life, in spite of my clenched fist