May our house always be too small to hold all of our friends.

Love is an orchid which thrives principally on hot air.

Impermanence is the very essence of joy-the drop of bitterness that enables one to perceive the sweet.

each separate flower has a magic all its own.

I've always thought my flowers had souls.

Silence always gives consent.

When we come to the sundown road, we need all the love we have managed to take with us from the summit of the hill.

A letter has distinct advantages. You can say all you want to say before the other person has a chance to put in a word.

Married and unmarried women waste a great deal of time in feeling sorry for each other.

The things that are ours cannot be given away, or taken away, or lost. We break our hearts, all of us, trying to keep things that do not belong to us — and to which we have no right.

Heart-aches are forgotten, tears lose their bitterness, and like a leaf of lavendar in a store of linen, so does Memory make life sweet.

I thought about the screws and their happiness. Maybe they were glad to be free of the eggbeater, to be independent screws, to luxuriate on white trays. It did feel good to see them happy.

I’ve noticed that whenever institutions claim to be confident of anything it means the complete opposite.

It's astonishing in this world how things don't turn out at all the way you expect them to.

The truth often does sound unconvincing.

Vulnerability is something that I negotiate every day.

Life owes you nothing. You owe yourself everything.

The valley of the shadow of death holds no darkness for the child of God. There must be light, else there could be no shadow. Jesus is the light. He has overcome death.

Even those to whom Providence has allotted greater strength of understanding can expect only to improve a single science.

When it comes to my family I never quite know how protective I have to be, or what I should or shouldn't say.

Design isn't just how it looks. It's how it works.