The big art is our life.

Bear ye one another's burdens, the Lord said, and he was talking law.

In a lethal world, poetry is necessary for survival.

We have to trust these feelings. We have to trust the invisible gauges we carry within us. We have to realize that a creative being lives within ourselves, whether we like it or not, and that we must get out of its way, for it will give us no peace until we do.

Let no one be deluded that a knowledge of the path can substitute for putting one foot in front of the other.

The imagination equips us to perceive reality when it is not fully materialized.

Who are enemies? Those who oppose each others will.