This is the first, wildest, and wisest thing I know, that the soul exists, and that it is built entirely out of attention.

All culture developed as some wild, raw creature strived to live better and longer.

Every morning I walk like this around the pond, thinking: if the doors of my heart ever close, I am as good as dead.

The sea is the most beautiful face in our universe.

Every day I walk out into the world / to be dazzled, then to be reflective.

Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.

My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird - equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.