What's lightly hid is deepest understood.

Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels.

What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.

All that we do is touched with ocean, and yet we remain on the shore of what we know

Teach me, like you, to drink creation whole/ And casting out myself, become a soul.

The eye is pleased when nature stoops to art.

There is a poignancy in all things clear, In the stare of the deer, in the ring of a hammer in the morning. Seeing a bucket of perfectly lucid water We fall to imagining prodigious honesties.

Step off assuredly into the blank of your mind. Something will come to you.

The strength of the genie comes from being in a bottle.

Whatever pains disease may bring Are but the tangy seasoning To Loves delicious fare.

Writing is?waiting for the word that may not be there until next Tuesday.

The people that I liked and had not met went to the big cafes because they were lost in them and no one noticed them and they could be alone in them and be together.

The idea of one's normality is delusional fact of the reality.

Simplicity is a sign of being awake.

The ideal never comes. Today is ideal for him who makes it so.

While we wait in silence for that final luxury of fearlessness the weight of that silence will choke us.

If you cut Jamie Carragher open, he'll bleed red.

Love and compassion ... are the ultimate source of human happiness, and the need for them lies at the very core of our being.

If I need to bulk up for a role, I will do more weights. If I need to slim down for something, I will do more cardio. That's usually how it goes.

The first song I wrote was "Look Both Ways Before You Cross" from Imaginaryland. I started the song by singing a bass line, "hoo hoo hoo hoo."

Literature is composed of quarter truths, and the quarters are often spent on penny candy.