Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You language where all language ends. You time standing vertically on the motion of mortal hearts.

The highest form of love is to be the protector of another person’s solitude.

Go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows.

Let everything happen to you Beauty and terror Just keep going No feeling is final

Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.

Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.

Where something becomes extremely difficult and unbearable, there we also stand always already quite near its transformation.

This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.

And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been

But your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.

If we surrendered to earth's intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees.

Learned arguments do not make a man holy and righteous, whereas a good life makes him dear to God.

The soul's garden is watered by love's rivers.

The spirit of moderation should also be the spirit of the lawgiver.

The theatre, for all its artifices, depicts life in a sense more truly than history, because the medium has a kindred movement to that of real life, though an artificial setting and form.

It is indeed a wondrous universal alchemy, is it not? When one's heartfelt intentions cause mountains to move.

Tonight the American flag floats from yonder hill or Molly Stark sleeps a widow.

Everyone brings their own perceptions when reading a book about a real person. At the end they will take away whatever they wish.

I live in Vegas, and I see people by the side of the road with cardboard signs who seem like they might have tried that spending their way out of debt thing.

The narrative impulse is always with us; we couldn't imagine ourselves through a day without it.

Laughing is medicine for the soul.