Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and greet each other.

The highest form of love is to be the protector of another person’s solitude.

Go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows.

Let everything happen to you Beauty and terror Just keep going No feeling is final

Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.

Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.

Where something becomes extremely difficult and unbearable, there we also stand always already quite near its transformation.

This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.

And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been

But your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.

If we surrendered to earth's intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees.

Maybe this is extremely selfish of me, but I do things that I want to make and I don't really care about anyone else when I'm thinking about an idea.

Yet another proposal would have us rocket the waste into the sun, but, as you're probably aware, about one in ten of our space shots doesn't quite make it out of the earth's gravitational field.

Nothing is more trying than nerves to people who have none.

...a figure of speech can often get into a crack too small for a definition.

I think the fall from the farmer to the operative as great and memorable as that from the man to the farmer.

What I take from writers I like is their economy - the ability to use language to very effective ends.

My parents were travelers. Every time my parents got ten dollars ahead they went somewhere. That's what they did. So I got the bug from them.

I attempt to be who I am and it's fun. At the same time, growing up doing what I'm doing can be a little crazy.

I know that I am a small, weak man, but I have amassed a large library; I dream of dangerous places.

Meditation is one of the ways in which the spiritual man keeps himself awake.