Don't try to comprehend with your mind. Your minds are very limited. Use your intuition.

I like to take the time out to listen to the trees, much in the same way that I listen to a sea shell, holding my ear against the rough bark of the trunk, hearing the inner singing of the sap. It's a lovely sound, the beating of the heart of the tree.

A self is not something static, tied up in a pretty parcel and handed to the child, finished and complete. A self is always becoming.

And I can't say it now. I can't say what I want to say. I hold you-- I-- I clutch you, because I love you so desperately, and time is so short, we have such a little time in which to live and be young, even at best, and I put my arms around you and hold you because I want to love you while I can and I want to know I'm loving you, only it doesn't mean anything because you aren't afraid. You aren't frightened so that you want to clutch it all while you can.

A straight line is not the shortest distance between two points.

I do not believe that true optimism can come about except through tragedy.

Experiment is the mother of knowledge.