The nicest gifts are those left, nameless and quiet, unburdened with love, or vanity, or the desire for attention.

Rivers perhaps are the only physical features of the world that are at their best from the air.

When the wedding march sounds the resolute approach, the clock no longer ticks, it tolls the hour. The figures in the aisle are no longer individuals, they symbolize the human race.

Forsythia is pure joy. There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or even knowledge in forsythia. Pure, undiluted, untouched joy.

people talk about 'sex' as though it hopped about by itself, like a frog!

Who is not afraid of pure space - that breathtaking empty space of an open door?

It is a difficult lesson to learn today-to leave one's friends and family and deliberately practice the art of solitude for an hour or a day or a week. And yet, once it is done, I find there is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before.