How terrible the need for God.

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

Beginnings start without shade,Thinner than minnows.The live grass whirls with the sun,Feet run over the simple stones,There's time enough.Behold, in the lout's eye, love.

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.

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

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

May my silences become more accurate.

Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.

Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

I teach my sighs to lengthen into songs.

When I go mad, I call my friends by phone: I am afraid they might think they're alone.

Whenever you hear yourself or others telling you you cannot do something, do that particular something, and notice how quickly everyone shuts the hell up.

There is no way to love, love is the way of life.

People are stupid. There's a lot of dumb stuff that's successful.

My favorite part of my appearance is my height. I'm five foot one and I feel feminine being small.

Force shites upon Reason's Back.

I'd rather see a person with a natural mind and processed mind than a processed mind and a natural head.

God is so omnipresent. . . . God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.

We don't have a lot of Sikhs in France. We've got some. But we don't really hear much from them or about them. Which is good news.

Never discuss the poem you contemplate writing. It's like turning on the outside spigot. It takes all the pressure off the upstairs bathroom.

The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion.