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.

To acknowledge the presence of fear is to give birth to failure.

How idiotic civilization is! Why be given a body if you have to keep it shut up in a case like a rare, rare fiddle?

Outside the sky is light with stars

Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.

Every time one leaves anywhere, something precious, which ought not to be killed, is left to die.

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