Judgment and weariness are foes to service and generosity.

Capture a shadow, dance with the wind, stand in a rainbow, begin at the end.

I appreciate the boldness of gratitude in the quiet, unspoken depths and its ability to buoy another by being articulated.

If self-validation were our most significant societal measure - we would give trophies to ourselves.

Lean forward into your life... catch the best bits and the finest wind. Just tip your feathers in flight a wee bit and see how dramatically that small lean can change your life.

When we have a circle of friends, we have more fun. We get more done, we feel and are stronger, and we really do celebrate the power of our 'us.'

Gift the love of your life with undistracted, untelevisioned, unhurried attentiveness.

Take time to play! Ask for what you want. Laugh. Live loudly. Be avid. Learn a new thing. Be Yourself!

Life is defined more by its contrasts than its samenesses; Life is defined more by its risks than the many securities.

Manage the remarkable balance between acting from your heart and close to your gifts with completing the obligations that your labor and tasks require of you. Leverage opportunity AND seize joy.

I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world. Mary

I’ve read Hamlet, I know men suffer.

Blindness to knowledge was his mother and despair of death his father. Darkness and fear gave birth to God. Awareness of truth will kill him.

nothings promised, not the rest of tonight, not all of tomorrow!

I just simply am not a dater. I think I have been on three official dates in my life. They are like job interviews and I refuse to be romantically employed.

That's because you loved me. You just didn't know it yet." "You didn't know it either. You were just as blind as me.

I'm willing to go wherever with this because music is everything to me. This is my world and how I see it. My music speaks for me in a way that's relatable and truthful.

I know this body is impatient. I know I constitute only a meager voice and mind. Yet I loved, I love. I want no sentimentality. I want no more than home.

Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give.

Among idealists and visionaries, there is no shortage of good intent, but there's often a shortage of discipline.

I'm about fifty years behind as far as my preferences go and I must say that the poets who excite me most are the Americans. There are very few contemporary English poets that I admire.