It's when we're given choice that we sit with the gods and design ourselves.
... old clothes, old friends, old books. One needs constants in a traveling life.
It's compassion that makes gods of us.
will anything but fanaticism make for change? Wisdom and compromise come later.
What continues to astonish me about a garden is that you can walk past it in a hurry, see something wrong, stop to set it right, and emerge an hour or two later breathless, contented, and wondering what on earth happened.
People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in them as food.