Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.

If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can & there is nothing more to it than that.

In my dream the angel shrugged and said, if we fail this time, it will be a failure of imagination. And then she placed the world gently in the palm of my hand.

I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.

The first time her laughter unfurled its wings in the wind, we knew that the world would never be the same

I like geography best, he said, because your mountains & rivers know the secret. Pay no attention to boundaries.

The most important thing you leave behind is the stuff that turns into treasures when children find it