The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing

It doesn't have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don't try to make them elaborate, this isn't a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.

I have trouble with some books because I'm so much in agreement with them I'd rather just sit in the grass myself.

I wanted the past to go away, I wanted to leave it, like another country; I wanted my life to close, and open like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song where it falls down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery; I wanted to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know, whoever I was, I was alive for a little while.

If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it.

There were times over the years when life was not easy, but if you're working a few hours a day and you've got a good book to read, and you can go outside to the beach and dig for clams, you're okay.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination.