Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.
Every day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light.
Things take the time they take. don't worry. How many roads did St. Augustine follow before he became St. Augustine?
The face of the moose is as sad as the face of Jesus.
... Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair.
As long as you're dancing, you can break the rules.