Why should I not sit, every morning of my life, on the hillside, looking into the shining world?
The sea is the most beautiful face in our universe.
All culture developed as some wild, raw creature strived to live better and longer.
Attention is the beginning of devotion.
For some things there are no wrong seasons. Which is what I dream of for me.
Of course! The path to heaven doesn't lie down in flat miles. It's in the imagination with which you perceive this world, and the gestures with which you honor it.