I know you have much to bear with in me, and I really do sometimes in you, but I have never looked at friendship in a deep sense as easy or entirely comfortable.

Gardening is the instrument of grace.

The hardest thing we are asked to do in this world is to remain aware of suffering, suffering about which we can do nothing.

What we have not has made us what we are. / ... / What we are not drives us to consummation.

Does one come to enjoy even the hardships that help make one the person one is? Or is it that the past becomes a legend to be remembered with laughter?

Words are my passion / And out of them and me / I would create beauty.

The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters.