Only when a tree has fallen can you take the measure of it. It is the same with a man.

Nothing feeds the center of being so much as creative work.

No American can understand the need for time -- that is, simply space to breathe. If you have ten minutes to spare you should jam that full instead of leaving it -- as space around your next ten minutes. How can anything ripen without those 'empty' ten minutes?

The wave of the future is coming and there is no fighting it.

Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.

When the heart is flooded with love there is no room in it for fear, for doubt, for hesitation.

Marriage is tough, because it is woven of all these various elements, the weak and the strong. "In love-ness" is fragile for it is woven only with the gossamer threads of beauty. It seems to me absurd to talk about "happy" and "unhappy" marriages.