When I was young, I could bounce back from things like a brand-new rubber ball.

Work seemed something fundamental for man, something which enabled him to endure the aimless flight of time.

The most frightening thing in the world is to discover the abnormal in that which is closest to us.

Time cannot be spurred on like a horse.

Perhaps the act of writing is necessary when nothing happens.

Nature with her wealth of birds and flowers, Has in her heart a place for every weed; For her quick eyes require no microscope To note the varied wonders and delights That the Creator's humblest works possess.

Green makes me think of silence, or maybe it's loneliness. I get the feeling of a terribly distant star.