If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much.

I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention.

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

LITTLE DOGS RHAPSODY IN THE NIGHT (PERCY THREE) He puts his cheek against mine and makes small, expressive sounds. And when I'm awake, or awake enough he turns upside down, his four paws in the air and his eyes dark and fervent. Tell me you love me, he says. Tell me again. Could there be a sweeter arrangement? Over and over he gets to ask it. I get to tell.

And it can keep you as busy as anything else, and happier.

Rhythm is one of the most powerful of pleasures, and when we feel a pleasurable rhythm we hope it will continue. When it does, it grows sweeter.

We do not love anything more deeply than we love a story.