The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do anything whatever.

One does not "find oneself" by pursuing one's self, but on the contrary by pursuing something else and learning through discipline or routine. . . who one is and wants to be.

Death does frame a person and somehow it is the good that stays.

I can tell you that solitude Is not all exaltation, inner space Where the soul breathes and work can be done. Solitude exposes the nerve, Raises up ghosts. The past, never at rest, flows through it.

we are never done with thinking about our parents, I suppose, and come to know them better long after they are dead than we ever did when they were alive.

... love is healing, even rootless love.

A good marriage shuts out a very great deal.