Typographic style is founded not on any one technology of typesetting or printing, but on the primitive yet subtle craft of writing.

By all means break the rules, and break them beautifully, deliberately and well.

Typography is the craft of endowing human language with a durable visual form.

Space in typography is like time in music. It is infinitely divisible, but a few proportional intervals can be much more useful than a limitless choice of arbitrary quantities.

Typography exists to honor content.

Typography is to literature as musical performance is to composition: an essential act of interpretation, full of endless opportunities for insight or obtuseness.

Typography at its best is a visual form of language linking timelessness and time.

Wings are a constraint that makes it possible to fly.

Stories are the reproductive organs of language.

By all means break the rules.

The first function of violence in Native American literatures is simply to acknowledge that violence is implicit, like gravity and sunlight, in the world and our relations with the world.

Girl or boy, we fight our battles. But the God's let us choose our weapons.

He who has never failed somewhere that man cannot be great.

What poison is to food self-pity is to life.

For to be discontented with the divine discontent, and to be ashamed with the noble shame, is the very germ and first upgrowth of all virtue.

I've never considered stand-up. Luckily I'm given great lines to say. I'm not sure how great my timing would be if I actually had to come up with my own jokes.

Each decade, I've lived in that decade, so I could easily shed the '20s, the '30s, the '40s.

I love being a mother. I loved being a daughter, a sister, a wife. I love being a woman with men. I love having given birth.

Talent is one thing, it is how you nurture and develop it, and never walk away from it. You can be rich, successful, you win awards, but it can always be better.

I couldn't find a group that wanted to do what I wanted to do. No one was really up for it.

Only the inner vision of God, only the God-blindedness of unreservedly dedicated souls, only the utterly humble ones can bow and break the raging pride of a power-mad world.