Be lovely and do no harm.

Hunger steals the memory

People forget the good, because the bad has more punch.

So what is wild? What is wilderness? What are dreams but an internal wilderness and what is desire but a wildness of the soul?

We are never so poor that we cannot bless another human being, are we? So it is that every evil, whether moral or material, results in good. You'll see.

...Grandpa's mind had left us, gone wild and wary. When I walked with him I could feel how strange it was. His thoughts swam between us, hidden under rocks, disappearing in weeds, and I was fishing for them, dangling my own words like baits and lures.

I truly think that you can't go and stalk your material, you have to leave the door open and whatever chooses you, chooses you. You can't go and wrestle it to the ground.