Paradoxically, we achieve true wholeness only by embracing our fragility and sometimes, our brokenness.

Today, I would describe a preistess as a woman who lives in two worlds at once, who perceives life on earth against a backdrop of a vast, timeless, reality.

When women get together, they tell stories. This is how it has always been. Telling stories is our way of saying who we are, where we have come from, what we know, and where we might be headed.

To wait, to patiently sit in the dark without knowing what the outcome will be, to protect and respect that which has yet no clear form - all these are aspects of the womb.

To combat death you don't need much of a life, just one that isn't yet finished.

The strictest justice is sometimes the greatest injustice.

Which of you by being anxious can add one cubit unto his stature?

If you look up feminist in the dictionary, it just means someone who believes men and women have equal rights.

We cannot discuss the state of our minorities until we first have a sense of what we are, who we are, what our goals are, and what we take life to be.

Understand, I had absolutely no interest in writing; I wanted to be a Writer.

So much of life is what you roll and where you land.

Someone spilled the ink on the canvas. Now boasts: "I painted the night".

Nothing is wrong - whatever is happening is just "real life."

Cold indeed, and labor lost: Then farewell heat, and welcome frost!