I couldn't unpeach the peaches.
At night I read and write, and things I have never understood become clear; I reap the harvest of the rest of the year's planting
Every day is a god, each day is a god, and holiness holds forth in time.
Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you.
The way to learn about a writer is to read the text. Or texts.
The world is wider in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright. We are making hay when we should be making whoopee; we are raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain and Lazarus.