Gardening gives one back a sense of proportion about everything - except itself.

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.

We want books that make our hearts beat harder... that relieve us of the agonizing burden of everyday life

He who knows how to use the power of love is the most powerful.

It’s a sad state of affairs when I’m the one bringing sanity to the equation

No life of faith can be lived privately. There must be overflow into the lives of others.

Perhaps the most serious complaint you could make about Bach is that he has every quality of humanity except imperfection.

What if living your life, naturally created what you wanted?

My literary career was a fluke. Utterly unexpected.

Hold on...Hold on to yourself. This is going to hurt like hell.

I went to Paris when I was about 18 and then went to Miami and New York. I did all of that alone. I did it to myself.

Your skin and hair feel good, you sleep better and you start feeling so much better about yourself when you start eating properly.