Not all things are blest, but the seeds of all things are blest.

What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? The world would split open.

The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.

However confused the scene of our life appears, however torn we may be who now do face that scene, it can be faced, and we can go on to be whole.

As we live our truths, we will communicate across all barriers, speaking for the sources of peace. Peace that is not lack of war, but fierce and positive.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

The journey is my home.

If we look long enough and hard enough ... we will begin to see the connections that bind us together, and when we recognize those connections, we will begin to change the world.

The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.

If there were no poetry on any day in the world, poetry would be invented that day. For there would be an intolerable hunger.

Reality is the completion of experience.

What the superior man seeks is in himself what the small man seeks is in others.

Life is short, right? We both know that. Well, what if you're my chance?

He laughed, a big, open-mouthed laugh that made her think of words beginning with the letter O.

Do what you want as long as its paying off for you. But once its become a liability, then something is wrong and you better find out what it is.

Art should startle the viewer into thinking about the meaning of life.

False modesty can be worse than arrogance.

A man may climb Everest for himself, but at the summit he plants his country's flag.

Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.

Nature, it appears, has been rather more bountiful to Paul's body and purse than to his intellect; above the ears, speaking bluntly, the boy is strictly tapioca.

I must say that the tasks of the youth in general, and of the Young Communist Leagues and all other organisations in particular, might be summed up in a single word: learn.