I am consciously trying not to make it sound Celtic or African.

I did spend a year in high school being obsessed with Fleetwood Mac.

I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight No I was all horns and thorns sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright.

People in San Francisco and the East Bay have shown interest, done interviews, and have come to shows. I guess that the news travels fast out of this island that we are on.

It broke my heart when I learned the moon had been passing the sun’s light off as its own.

Never get so attached to a poem that you forget truth that lacks lyricism.

I would happy for someone to download my music.

What a woman does is open doors. And it is not a question of locking or unlocking.

I am producing sounds that people are not used to hearing from the harp.

Lyrics are very different. There is a clear line between that and a poem. Something that has been a source of great excitement and delight for me is this idea that I get to rhyme.

I wasn't interested in writing music that wasn't beautiful for me to listen to.

We may all be on the same journey but not necessarily on the same road.

Count your blessings and be grateful not a great fool.

For eyes we have no models in the remotely antique.

If you stare long enough at anything, you will start to find similarities. The word “coincidence” exists in order to stop people from seeing meaning where none exists.

The people of Israel are entitled, as is any other nation, to live in peace and safety.

I don't believe in low-fat cooking.

I'm not an autobiographical writer, but I am a writer who deals with human emotion on all levels.

There's a lot of talk these days about giving children self-esteem. It's not something you can give; it's something they have to build.

Wisdom and love have nothing to do with each other. Wisdom is staying alive, survival. You're wise if you don't stick your finger in the light plug. Love - you'll stick your finger in anything.

All the heat and fear had purged itself. I felt surprisingly at peace. The bell jar hung suspended a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.