Two birds fly past. They are needed somewhere.

To be wild is not to be crazy or psychotic. True wildness is a love of nature, a delight in silence, a voice free to say spontaneous things, and an exuberant curiosity in the face of the unknown.

... where a man's wound is, that is where his genius will be.

We did not come to remain whole. We came to lose our leaves like the trees, Trees that start again.

The door to the soul is unlocked; you do not need to please the doorkeeper, the door in front of you is yours, intended for you, and the doorkeeper obeys when spoken to.

Every part of you that you do not love will regress and become hostile towards you.

We make the path by walking.

It’s all right if you grow your wings on the way down.

There are a lot of men who are healthier at age fifty then they have ever been before, because a lot of their fear is gone.

The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness.

Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, I want to tie the two arms together, And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags.

Today you are the youngest you will ever be, so be bold.

Strangers should meet in unfamiliar areas. It's comforting.

It i impossible to foresee the consequences of being clever, so you try to avoid it whenever you can.

I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.

Those who enjoy responsibility usually get it; those who merely like exercising authority usually lose it.

There's one thing that always interests me about you good people, not your certainty that the rest of us are swine, - no doubt we are, - but your certainty that your opinions are pearls.

People more easily tolerate opposition than a contradiction

I don't want them hip white people coming up to me and calling me no n - - or telling me n - - jokes. I don't like it.

I believe in animal rights, and high among them is the right to the gentle stroke of a human hand.

It doesn't take much to show love, but at some time or another in your, praise God, disastrous life you must have felt, honestly and simply, what love is and how love likes to behave.