It is in the middle of misery that so much becomes clear. The one who says, 'Nothing good came of this' is not yet listening.

All strong souls first go to hell before they do the healing of the world they came here for. If we are lucky, we return to help those still trapped below.

So, let us push on now, and remember ourselves back to the wild soul. Let us sing her flesh back onto our bones.

Go out in the woods, go out. If you don't go out in the woods nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.

Rather than chairs and tables, I preferred the ground, trees, and caves, for in those places I felt I could lean against the cheek of God.

A runner is real when she takes the first step.

At bottom is the best soil to sow and grow something new again. In that sense, hitting bottom, while extremely painful, is also the sowing ground.