Birds learn how to fly, never knowing where flight will take them.

Wakefulness is not a destination but a song the human heart keeps singing, the way birds keep singing at the first sign of light.

A successful creative expression is one in which the person who has expressed it was transformed for having encountered it

Perhaps the noblest private act is the unheralded effort to ... open our hearts once they've closed, to open our souls once they've shied away.

Let the miracles, even the ones we don't want or see, unfold.

Living is the original art. As a young man I wanted to be a poet and I learned along the way that I already was a poet.

…there are no wrong turns, only unexpected paths.