Theodore Roethke

I learn by going where I have to go.

Love begets love. This torment is my joy.

Should we say the self once perceived becomes the soul

Art is our defense against hysteria and death.

Deep in their roots all flowers keep the light.

God bless the roots! Body and soul are one.

Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

I came to love, I came into my own.

A mind too active is no mind at all.

The whiskey on your breath could make a small boy dizzy;But I hung on like death:Such waltzing was not easy.

How body from spirit slowly does unwind, until we are pure spirit at the end.

Be sure that whatever you are is you.

Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley.

What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance.

The soul has many motions, body one.

Nothing would give up life Even the dirt keeps breathing a small breath.

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.

What is madness but nobility of soul. At odds with circumstance?

Time marks us while we are marking time.

What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.

A lively understandable spirit Once entertained you. It will come again. Be still. Wait.