It's hard to let go anything we love. We live in a world which teaches us to clutch. But when we clutch we're left with a fistful of ashes.

Have you ever tried to get to your feet with a sprained dignity?

If our love for each other really is participatory, then all other human relationships nourish it; it is inclusive, never exclusive.

You're going to get hurt yourself, and badly, if you take everything so hard.

Just write a little bit every day. Even if it's for only half an hour — write, write, write.

For the past several generations we've forgotten what the psychologists call our archaic understanding, a willingness to know things in their deepest, most mythic sense. We're all born with archaic understanding, and I'd guess that the loss of it goes directly along with the loss of ourselves as creators.

artists ... all have a need that cannot be met by another human being.