I think the dying pray at the last not "please," but "thank you," as a guest thanks his host at the door.

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 celebrity farts, and everyone endures, but the unpopular will be thrased to death.

What a wise person teaches is the smallest part of what they give. The totality of their life, of the way they go about it in the smallest details, is what gets transmitted.

Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking, everything is broken.

We were ordered out to quell an uprising of the Indians, and were out for several days, had numerous skirmishes during which six of the soldiers were killed and several severely wounded.

Surrender your self-interest. Love others as much as you love yourself. Then you can be entrusted with all things under heaven.

My work is really simple, actually. I'm just playing with forms of changing.

I have complete artistic control, and I just do my best album every time and trust it to fate.

Literature tells very little to those who understand it.

No one should part with their individuality and become that of another.

I have a strong suspicion . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment walking in its sleep.