What has no shadow has no strength to live.

Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.

Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth. Do not follow those who lie in contempt of reality. Let your lie be even more logical than the truth itself, so the weary travelers may find repose.

A day so happy. Fog lifted early. I worked in the garden. Hummingbirds were stopping over honeysuckle flowers. There was no thing on earth I wanted to possess. I know no one worth my envying him.

You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.

When I curse Fate, it's not me, but the earth in me.

I imagine the earth when I am no more: Women's dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born, Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.