For after all we make our faces as we go along.

We are all jellyfish, too pitiful and too afraid of being disliked to be honest.

Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers.

What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast.

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.

The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do anything whatever.

There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.

A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.

It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it.

If you place two flowers in the same vase, they will not argue over who is more beautiful.

Look up, always. Look back, never.

I think my mother... made it clear that you have to live life by your own terms and you have to not worry about what other people think and you have to have the courage to do the unexpected.

Lose your schematic conventions by finding some surprising symbol or shape in the welter of shades, and draw that.

Just because you're living in blissful oblivion doesn't mean you're not responsible.

It's better to take over and build upon an existing business than to start a new one.

I spent an entire evening seated between Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, being charmed from either side. It was pure Hollywood magic.

I believe it would be considerably healthier for us to dare to live without a reason for many things than with reasons that are simplistic.

Bread of Life? Jesus lived up to the title. But an unopened loaf does a person no good. Have you received the bread? Have you received God's forgiveness?

The Red Comyns had always done well behind the throne. The king was but an instrument, as his father used to say. They were the musicians.