There's such a gulf between yourself and who you were then, but people speak to that other person and it answers; it's like having a stranger as a house guest in your skin.

A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.

A woman knows she can walk away from a pot to tend something else and the pot will go on boiling; if she couldn't this world would end at once.

If I had to give up my life for anything, it would have to have the resilience of hope, the elation of new literacy, the brilliant life of a field of flowers, the elementary kindness of bread. Nothing short of that. It would have to be something as sure as love.

Morality is not a large, constructed *thing* you have or have not, but simply a capacity. Something you carry with you in your brain and in your hands.

...nothing momentous comes in this world unless it comes on the shoulders of kindness.

We tap our toes to chaste love songs about the silvery moon without recognizing them as hymns to copulation.