There are in life as many aspects as attitudes towards it, and aspects change with attitudes.

I want to be all that I am capable of becoming.

Can one do nothing for the dead? And for a long time the answer had been - Nothing!

No, no the mind I love must still have wild places - a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown litde wood, the chance of a snake or two (real snakes), a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with those litde flowers planted by the wind.

I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write

You might drop your heart into me and you'd never hear it touch bottom.

In the woods where snow is thick, bars of sunlight lay like pale fire.