I believe in kindness. Also in mischief.

... the natural world is the old river that runs through everything, and I think poets will forever fish along its shores.

Do you cherish your humble and silky life?

I GO DOWN TO THE SHORE I go down to the shore in the morning and depending on the hour the waves are rolling in or moving out, and I say, oh, I am miserable, what shall— what should I do? And the sea says in its lovely voice: Excuse me, I have work to do.

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

You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it.

I went to India and was quite taken with it. There's a feeling there that things are holy first and useful second. And in America, we have it backwards.