But for us the road unfurls itself, we don't stop walking, we know there is far to go.

I believe every space and comma is a living part of the poem and has its function, just as every muscle and pore of the body has its function. And the way the lines are broken is a functioning part essential to the life of the poem.

Nothing we do has the quickness, the sureness, the deep intelligence living at peace would have.

But we have only begun to love the earth. We have only begun to imagine the fullness of life. How could we tire of hope?-so much is in bud.

Marvelous Truth, confront us at every turn, in every guise.

I like to find what's not found at once, but lies within something of another nature, in repose, distinct.

What I heard was my whole self saying and singing what it knew: I can.