...I returned to walking up the mountain, and there, in the dim asexual beauty of reddening dawns and skies that firmed to blue, I discovered my real and appropriate strengths.

He moved like a dancer, which is not surprising; a horse is a beautiful animal, but it is perhaps most remarkable because it moves as if it always hears music.

Words were all he knew; they possessed and overwhelmed him, as if they were a thousand white cats with whom he shared a one-room apartment.

Well-timed silence is the most commanding expression.

One is attracted to beauty. Beauty is the coordination of things, in such a way, that it is what attracts you. It's almost self-defining.

The shelf was filled with books that were hard to read, that could devastate and remake one's soul, and that, when they were finished, had a kick like a mule.

They gave themselves up to the stars the way swimmers can surrender to the waves, and the stars took them without resistance.

And if you were a spirit, and time did not bind you, and patience and love were all you knew, then there you would wait for someone to return, and the story to unfold.

If it weren't for music, I would think that love is mortal.

Marxists are people whose insides are torn up day after day because they want to rule the world and no one will even publish their letter to the editor.

And how does God speak to you?" "In the language of everything that is beautiful.

... Papa's always had the ability to remember the good things and let the bad ones go." "Not a bad ability.""... I'm not sure. I think we have to remember it all before we can forgive it.

Lately, I've become accustomed to the way The ground opens up and envelopes me Each time I go out to walk the dog.

Death has a tendency to encourage a depressing view of war.

Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors.

What is boredom? It is when there is simultaneously too much and not enough.

I made the right decisions, I set everything on the right course, the reforms are going in the right direction.

I'm not a big blues fan, but I don't know anyone who doesn't dig B.B. King.

Soccer isn't very social. Plus, if you don't like someone on the other team, you can do something about it.

The energy that many people call love, is, in fact, the raw material from which the universe was built.

One decision can change your life forever.