I keep hearing tree talk water words and i keep knowing what they mean.

What they call you is one thing. What you answer to is something else.

In the bigger scheme of things the universe is not asking us to do something, the universe is asking us to be something. And that's a whole different thing.

Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed.

Poetry is a matter of life, not just a matter of language.

Every pair of eyes facing you has probably experienced something you could not endure.

the lesson of the falling leaves the leaves believe such letting go is love such love is faith such faith is grace such grace is god i agree with the leaves

You might as well answer the door, my child, the truth is furiously knocking.

they ask me to remember but they want me to remember their memories and I keep on remembering mine

We cannot create what we can't imagine.

Even when the universe made it quite clear to me that I was mistaken in my certainties ... I did not break. The shattering of my sureties did not shatter me.

The truly good and wise man will bear all kinds of fortune in a seemly way, and will always act in the noblest manner that the circumstances allow.

Compassion automatically brings happiness and calmness. Then, even if you receive disturbing news, it will be easier to take, as your mind is still.

Be yourself -- it's the one thing you can do better than anyone else.

The real Brahms is nothing more than a sentimental voluptuary. rather tiresomely addicted to dressing himself up as Handel or Beethoven and making a prolonged and intolerable noise.

I remember when I was a kid I used to come home from Sunday School and my mother would get drunk and try to make pancakes

I think confidence is the sexiest thing to have.

Was it that you wanted to pull my leg by transporting me to the frozen Himalayan heights of 'mahatmaship' and claiming for yourself absolution from having to follow my precepts?

The softminded person always wants to freeze the moment and hold life in the gripping yoke of sameness.

Decisions made quickly were almost always regretted quickly.

We live in a wondrous time in which the strong is weak because of his moral scruples and the weak grows strong because of his audacity.