What's important? That which is dug out of books, or out of the guts?

What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.

Beginnings start without shade,Thinner than minnows.The live grass whirls with the sun,Feet run over the simple stones,There's time enough.Behold, in the lout's eye, love.

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.

Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley.

How body from spirit slowly does unwind, until we are pure spirit at the end.

May my silences become more accurate.

Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.

Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

I teach my sighs to lengthen into songs.

When I go mad, I call my friends by phone: I am afraid they might think they're alone.

I fear that one day I will no longer understand desperation, and with that, I will slowly stop listening to what others have to say.

October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.

I can speak Esperanto like a native.

Americans have been remarkably devoted to the capacity for belief, to idealism. That's why we get into trouble all the time. We're always viewed as naive.

The Internet knows no national borders.

John Calhoun, if you secede from my nation I will secede your head from the rest of your body.

Kindness is no common virtue. It is a rare gift.

I love the fast lane.

He marvelled at the fact that the cats had two holes cut in their fur at precisely the spot where their eyes were.

His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.