Ecstasy, I think, is a soul's response to the waves holiness makes as it nears.

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.

At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.

A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.

As a life's work, I would remember everything - everything, against loss. I would go through life like a plankton net.

Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.

According to Inuit culture in Greenland, a person possesses six or seven souls. The souls take the form of tiny people scattered throughout the body.

The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.

A versifier arranges words and rhymes into verses

An angry leader is a scared leader or a hurt leader or a frustrated leader but most of all they are a vulnerable leader.

ANSON: I guess we’re all monsters.KAYLEE: Yeah, well, humans can be monsters, too...

There is no such thing as a “social gospel.” It is a misnomer. There is only one Gospel. “If any man preach any other gospel unto you . . .let him be accursed” [Galatians 1:9 KJV].

It is some relief to weep grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.

This is my inception, I'm writing my dreams.

There is nothing to fear but fear itself. And spiders. ~Bumper sticker~

One thought cannot awake without awakening others.

Most people lived their lives like criminals: act first, worry about the consequences later.