all great people are humble because great people have great work and are humbled by the largeness of their dreams.
I believe that children long for form just as grownups do, and that it releases rather than cramps creative energy.
It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it.
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.
A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.
Miracles cannot be explained, that is their miraculous nature.