There is no harvest for the heart alone. The seed of love must be eternally re-sown.

... the most ordinary everyday living is as delicate, as breath-taking, as difficult, takes as terrific physical and mental control and effort, as walking a tightrope.

If one talks to more than four people, it is an audience; and one cannot really think or exchange thoughts with an audience.

there is no sin punished more implacably by nature than the sin of resistance to change.

Purposeful giving is not as apt to deplete one's resources; it belongs to that natural order of giving that seems to renew itself even in the act of depletion.

Geniuses were like storms or cyclones, pulling everything into their path, sticks and stones and dust.

Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves.