I knew that, when needed, mountains would move for me.

One of life's quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful even if it is only a floating ash.

Now nearly all those I loved and did not understand when I was young are dead, but I still reach out to them.

How can a question be answered that asks a lifetime of questions.

Help is giving part of yourself to somebody who comes to accept it willingly and needs it badly.

He told us about Christ's disciples being fisherman, and we were left to assume...that all great fishermen on the Sea of Galilee were fly fisherman and that John, the favorite, was a dry-fly fisherman.

A river, though, has so many things to say that it is hard to know what it says to each of us.