Everything today has been heavy and brown. Bring me a Unicorn to ride about the town.

Failures aren't failures if you learn something from them.

It isn't for the moment you are struck that you need courage, but for that long uphill climb back to sanity and faith and security.

How hard it is to have the beautiful interdependence of marriage and yet be strong in oneself alone.

I am beginning to respect the apathetic days. Perhaps they're a necessary pause: better to give in to them than to fight them at your desk hopelessly; then you lose both the day and your self-respect. Treat them as physical phenomena -- casually -- and obey them.

One learns to accept the fact that no permanent return is possible to an old form of relationship; and, more deeply still, that there is no holding of a relationship to a single form. This is not tragedy but part of the ever-recurrent miracle of life and growth.

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.