Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.

Your house is your larger body. It grows in the sun and sleeps in the stillness of the night; and it is not dreamless. Does not your house dream, and dreaming, leave the city for grove or hilltop?

Tortoises can tell you more about the road than hares.

One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

These things he said in words. But much in his heart remained unsaid. For he himself could not speak his deeper secret.

Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.