Writing. Love is writing.

In my garden the winds have beaten the ripe lilies; in my garden, the salt has wilted the first flakes of young narcissus.

We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.

I will be free, no lover's kiss to bind me to earth, no bliss of love to counteract actual bliss.

Dance until the earth dance.

She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.

One flower may slay the winter and meet death.

You are wind in a stark tree, you are the stark tree unbent, you are a strung bow, you are an arrow.

I could not accept from wisdom what love taught, woman is perfect.

Ah love is bitter and sweet, but which is more sweet the bitterness or the sweetness, none has spoken it.

No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell; I live; I am alive.

I'm reaching out my hand. I hope you are too. I just want to be in the dark with you.

I just don't see myself as a travel writer. I can't. I don't.

The previously unloved may find it hard to believe that they are now loved; that is such a miracle, they feel; such a miracle.

TRUTHFUL, adj. Dumb and illiterate.

Regular meditation not only restores our inner harmony and vital energy, but provides us with an actual experience of the peace we seek.

To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.

What turns me on is erotica; what turns you on is pornographic.

Ted, damned if I'm not impressed with your candor!

Optimism is the secret of self-reliance. Self-reliance is the secret of a dynamic power. A dynamic power is the secret of an immediate success.

Genuine beginnings begin within us, even when they are brought to our attention by external opportunities.