Deliriously imagined, The Mothering Coven is a work of wonder. Joanna Ruocco arrives: marvelous, and fully sprung!

The future will be gorgeous and reckless, and words, those luminous charms, will set us free again.

Truth be told, there is not one day that goes by when I don't fall in love with someone, with something.

Huddled around the fire of the alphabet.

But sometimes even the sky is dangerous. I look up and see your face in the stars.

One of the strangest things about writing well is that it requires two different zones in the brain--rigor and recklessness--simultaneously.

How I love them. How good they are. They endure endless hours of me talking about the future. They keep me near and at the same time bid me farewell. That is what real love is.

The Voice of the River is a beautifully written, deeply inclusive and profoundly spirtual work of art. I am moved by its great genorosity above all, and its wisdom. It is a gift like no other.

Other men are unaware of what they do when they are awake just as they are forgetful of what they do when they are asleep.

As a confirmed melancholic, I can testify that the best and maybe only antidote for melancholia is action. However, like most melancholics, I suffer also from sloth.

Knowing that one thing you want is a great step. Sure, whether you prefer or not, you'll get offers, and many will seem just like that one thing you want.

When your songs are like your babies, even the one that you know aren't great, you still love.

Our pain can be our greatest teacher. It leads us to places we'd never go on our own.

It's better for people to miss you than to have seen too much of you.

Th'invention all admir'd, and each, how he to be th'inventor miss'd; so easy it seem'd once found, which yet unfound most would have thought impossible.

We have a choice of focusing on our problems or focusing on God, who holds the solution.

I met this wonderful girl at Macy's. She was buying clothes and I was putting Slinkies on the escalator.