A dog is adorable and noble, a dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist.

And to tell the truth I don't want to let go of the wrists of idleness, I don't want to sell my life for money, I don't even want to come in out of the rain.

I held my breath as we do sometimes to stop time when something wonderful has touched us.

When I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing.

On poetry: Everyone wants to know what it means. But nobody is asking, How does it feel?

What I have done is learn to love and learn to be loved. That didn't come easy.

I think one thing is that prayer has become more useful, interesting, fruitful, and... almost involuntary in my life.