Listen--are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?

Be good-natured and untidy in your exuberance.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.

In college, you learn how to learn. Four years is not too much time to spend at that.

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

When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it is over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.