Not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures.

Imagination comes from yourself and can deceive you, but vision is a gift from outside yourself - like light striking on your closed eyelids and lifting them to see what's really there.

What is the scent of water?" "Renewal. The goodness of God coming down like dew.

There is always something particularly delightful about exceptions to a rule.

The elements were "seeking" each other in rage and confusion, and in the fury of the conflict boastful man was utterly humiliated, sucked down, drowned.

...The simple little words came easily, fitting themselves to the tune that had come out of the harpsichord. It didn't seem to her that she made them up at all. It seemed to her that they flew in from the rose-garden, through the open window, like a lot of butterflies, poised themselves on the point of her pen, and fell off it on to the paper.

All human beings have their otherness and it is that which cries out to the heart.