The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.

Each day, and the living of it, has to be a conscious creation in which discipline and order are relieved with some play and pure foolishness.

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.

In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

No partner in a love relationship... should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it viable.

One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.

In the country of pain we are each alone.

Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be.

May we agree that private life is irrelevant? Multiple, mixed, ambiguous at best - out of it we try to fashion the crystal clear, the singular, the absolute, and that is what is relevant; that is what matters.

Don't forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius. Think of the capacity to learn! The freshness, the temperament, the will of a baby a few months old!

Self-respect is nothing to hide behind. When you need it most it isn't there.

Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.

A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.

The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters.

Most people have to talk so they won't hear.

The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.

The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.

There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.

True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.

Without darkness nothing comes to birth, as without light nothing flowers.

Old age is not an illness, it is a timeless ascent. As power diminishes, we grow toward the light.

Dont forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius.

We have to dare to be ourselves however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

Love opens the doors into everything as far as I can see including and perhaps most of all the door into ones own secret and often terrible and frightening real self.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it

One does not find oneself by pursuing ones self but on the contrary by pursuing something else and learning through discipline or routine... who one is and wants to be.

It is sometimes the most fragile things that have the power to endure and become sources of strength.

Everything that slows us down and forces patience everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is richness of self.

We are all jellyfish, too pitiful and too afraid of being disliked to be honest.

For any writer who wants to keep a jounal, be alive to everything, not just to what you're feeling, but also to your pets to flowers, to what you're reading.

Gardening gives one back a sense of proportion about everything " except itself.

Though friendship is not quick to burn, it is explosive stuff.

A house that does not have one worn, comfy chair in it is soulless.

No partner in a love relationship should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it viable.

Revision is not going back and fussing around, but going forward into the process of creation

I can remember the frustration of not being able to talk. I knew what I wanted to say, but I could not get the words out, so I would just scream.

In other words, I have no truck for anyone who goes out and does an eclectic building.

Kind thoughts are rarer than either kind words or deeds. They imply a great deal of thinking about others. This in itself is rare. But they also imply a great deal of thinking about others without the thoughts being criticisms. This is rarer still.

Style is as much under the words as in the words. It is as much the soul as it is the flesh of a work.

I want to promote poetry to the point where you got all the baldhead kids running around doing poetry, getting the music out of the way and having only words, the spoken word, and then see what happens.

Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.

But in the finished art of the song the use of words has no connection with the use of words in poetry.

Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.

So, in other words, how you respond to a sculpture, how a viewer sees the sculpture, is vital.

I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions which bring results.