Marriage Is Memory, Marriage Is Time. Marriage

Had My Credentials Been In Order I Would Never Have Become A Writer. Had I Been Blessed With Even Limited Access To My Own Mind There Would Have Been No Reason To Write. I Write Entirely To Find Out What I’m Thinking, What I’m Looking At, What I See And What It Means. What I Want And What I Fear.

In The Absence Of A Natural Disaster We Are Left Again To Our Own Uneasy Devices.

I Have Not Been The Witness I Wanted To Be.

Above All, She Is The Girl Who 'feels' Things, Who Has Hung On To The Freshness And Pain Of Adolescence, The Girl Ever Wounded, Ever Young. Now, At An Age When The Wounds Begin To Heal Whether One Wants Them To Or Not, Joan Baez Rarely Leaves The Carmel Valley.

I Never Actually Learned The Rules Of Grammar, Relying Instead Only On What Sounded Right.