It is the function of art to carry us beyond speech to experience.

With the moon walk, the religious myth that sustained these notions could no longer be held. With our view of earthrise, we could see that the earth and the heavens were no longer divided but that the earth is in the heavens. (105)

The folktale is the primer of the picture-language of the soul.

Poetry comes out of an elite experience, the experience of people whose ears are opened to the song of the universe.

The Navajo have that wonderful image of what they call the pollen path. The Navajo say, 'Oh, beauty before me, beauty behind me, beauty to the right of me, beauty to the left of me, beauty above me, beauty below me, I'm on the pollen path.'

I don't have to have faith, I have experience.

What we are really living for is the experience of life, both the pain and the pleasure.