Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.

it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world.

Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.

I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began.

Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

In this universe we are given two gifts: the ability to love and the ability to question. Which are, at the same time, the fires that warm us and the fires that scorch us.

You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

No one on earth is "functionless". The problem we usually have is that functions of people are being displayed in the wrong positions! Change position!

Only by contending with challenges that seem to be beyond your strength to handle at the moment you can grow more surely toward the stars.

'Toy Story' we found, sorta by accident, because we didn't know what we were doing, the idea of being replaced by somebody. Everybody has that fear, or encounters this jealousy at some point.

But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.

War is out of date, obsolete.

Improve human intelligence to get Osama bin Laden.

This being 1962, no one thought it odd to have a mime program on radio.

In a sea of stories, find the right one to tell, and the right way to tell it.

The greatest and the hottest fires that ever were on earth are but ice in comparison to the fire of hell.

Contentment is not escape from the battle, but rather an abiding peace and confidence in the midst of the battle.