the rest of my days I spend wandering: wondering what, anyway, was that sticky infusion, that rank flavor of blood, that poetry, by which I lived?

It is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell it in words and in touch it is lovely until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing.

Go so deep into yourself, you speak for everyone.

I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.

Never mind. The self is the least of it. Let our scars fall in love.

To me, poetry is somebody standing up, so to speak, and saying, with as little concealment as possible, what it is for him or her to be on earth at this moment

The first step in the journey is to lose your way.

Turn on the dream you lived through the unwavering gaze. It is as you thought: the living burn. In the floating days may you discover grace.

I have always intended to live forever; but not until now, to live now.

Sometimes it is necessary To reteach a thing its loveliness

Let our scars fall in love.

The advantage of being married a long time was that one could argue without the necessity of the other's actual, physical presence.

As long as there's been poetry, there have been lamentations.

The more modest its intellectual ballast, the more exclusively it takes into consideration the emotions of the masses, the more effective [propaganda] will be.

When everything starts going wrong all at once, it is to protect something big and lovely that is trying to get itself born.

I think what I really want to do [is] do something charitable.

A modern-day Dickens with a popular voice and a genius for storytelling in any genre, Stephen King has written many wonderful books.

Feel the Aliveness within your Body. That anchors You in the Now.

Beloved, we are God's children now; it does not yet appear what we shall be, but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is.

The faculty of imagination is both the rudder and the bridle of the senses.

We are not responsible for every thought that goes wandering through our mind. We are, however, responsible for the ones we hold there. We're especially responsible for the one's we put there.