What is there to do when people die - people so dear and rare - but bring them back by remembering?

We are all jellyfish, too pitiful and too afraid of being disliked to be honest.

Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers.

What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast.

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.

The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do anything whatever.

There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.

A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.

It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it.

Soldiers are not trained for retire

The journey to self discovery forges many paths, the footprints left behind are the memories of what was and the belief of what is.~bns

I've never dealt with the Russian government, I've never had a relationship with the Russian government.

Drawing attention to myself has never been a goal.

I think only of my painting, and if I were to drop it, I think I'd go crazy.

I was 12 or 13 years old. So I started to write poetry and fiction, even though I was really into biology because my dad was a science teacher. I kept writing all those years.

The experience of love and the experience of death destroy the illusion of our self-sufficiency. The two are closely connected, and to become fully human we must experience both of them.

The scarcity of years does not necessitate lack of wisdom.

Maybe the most real thing the end. To realize when it's too late.