I am only strong enough for a life of partial virtue.

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.

When you start to crack open, don't waste a moment gathering your old self up into something like you knew before. Let your new self splash like sunlight into every dark place and laugh and cry and make sounds you never made & thank all that is holy for the gift.

If you're right & I'm not, I'm going to be hell to live with, she said. So, you better think about that next time you want to be right.

She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short.

If you're talking to a child, you're going, 'This is the wonder of science and here's why I'm so fascinated by it.'

The birds brought seeds & flowers & bits of brightly colored string & placed them in her hair while she slept so she would remember the wild joy of spring when she finally awoke.