Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don't Hesitate)

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

Like Magellan, let us find our islands To die in, far from home, from anywhere Familiar. Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair.

I have a notion that if you are going to be spiritually curious, you better not get cluttered up with too many material things.

Who do you want to be in your one wild and precious life?

I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.

Don't we all die someday and someday comes all too soon? What will you do with your own wild, glorious chance at this thing we call life.