Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me.

The fundamental magic of flying, a miracle that has nothing to do with any of its practical purposes - purposes of speed, accessibility, and convenience - and will not change as they change.

Eternally, woman spills herself away in driblets to the thirsty, seldom being allowed the time, the quiet, the peace, to let the pitcher fill up to the brim.

And one perfect day can give clues for a more perfect life.

... 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.

Nothing feeds the center of being so much as creative work. The curtain of mechanization has come down between the mind and the hand.

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