It's compassion that makes gods of us.
Both therapy and friendship possessed the common denominator of discovering a self.
The best things arrive on time.
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.
... old clothes, old friends, old books. One needs constants in a traveling life.
People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in them as food.