Certain springs are tapped only when you're alone.

People talk about love as if it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers.

One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much.

The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach - waiting for a gift from the sea.

My passport photo is one of the most remarkable photographs I have ever seen- no retouching, no shadows, no flattery-just stark me.

People talk about love as though it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers. And a lot of people give love like that -- just dump it down on top of you, a useless strong-scented burden.

A note of music gains significance from the silence on either side.