O remember In your narrowing dark hours That more things move Than blood in the heart.

Innocence of heart and violence of feeling are necessary in any kind of superior achievement: The arts cannot exist without them.

Perhaps this very instant is your time.

The Initial Mystery that attends any journey is: how did the traveler reach his starting point in the first place?

Up from the bronze, I saw Water without a flaw Rush to its rest in air Reach to its rest, and fall.

A thousand kindnesses do not make up for a thousand blows.

All art, in spite of the struggles of some critics to prove otherwise, is based on emotion and projects emotion.