She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!

The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.

Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.

A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.

There is nothing the body suffers which the soul may not profit by.

Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered.

Caricature is rough truth.

Lowly, with a broken neck, The crocus lays her cheek to mire.

Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar.

We are betrayed by what is false within

Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious.

Husband and wife have no time left to spend together. Marriage took away our one reason for getting married.

Sickness occurs when we desire what we need and what’s desirable with equal intensity, suffering our lack of perfection as if we were suffering for lack of bread.

everyone has their folding-point, Miles. Their mortal vulnerability. Some just keep it in a nonstandard location.

Choose your friends wisely, and also choose friends that you can trust.

You can't have it both ways. You can't have both free will and a benevolent higher power who protects you from yourself.

I shop only at thrift stores and vintage stores. In New York, I like a place called Star Struck, and a place called The Family Jewels.

I have a lot of fruit trees and my own little vegetable garden and chickens. And every time I eat, I bless my food; I say I'm grateful for for it and let it nourish every part of my body.

It is the tyranny of hidden prejudices that makes us deaf to what speaks to us in tradition.

Nobody notices me. Nobody thinks I'm me. But then I look less like me than most of the people coming to our concerts.

My wife is so fat that the last time I saw something that big it was grazing.