To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.

I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.

You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

I very much wished not to be noticed, and to be left alone, and I sort of succeeded.

And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away from wherever you are, to look for your soul?

It is what I was born for - to look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world - to instruct myself over and over.

Today I am altogether without ambition. Where did I get such wisdom?