Admire the world for never ending on you -- as you would an opponent, without taking your eyes away from him, or walking away.

If we were to judge nature by common sense or likelihood, we wouldn't believe the world existed.

Does anything eat flowers. I couldn't recall having seen anything eat a flower - are they nature's privileged pets?

I work mornings only. I go out to lunch. Afternoons I play with the baby, walk with my husband, or shovel mail.

Trees have a curious relationship to the subject of the present moment. There are many created things in the universe that outlive us, that outlive the sun, even, but I can't think about them. I live with trees.

I feel as though I stand at the foot of an infinitely high staircase, down which some exuberant spirit is flinging tennis ball after tennis ball, eternally, and the one thing I want in the world is a tennis ball.

The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful?