I would like more sisters$$$ that the taking out of one$$$ might not leave such stillness.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

There is prodigious strength in sorrow and despair.

When you are crazy you learn to keep quiet.

Bring me the sunset in a cup.

Don't compromise yourself. You're all you've got.

There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.

I need about one hundred fifty drafts of a poem to get it right$$$ and fifty more to make it sound spontaneous.

A work of art really is above all an adventure of the mind.

I try all night to play a pretty note.