To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.

Give me your hand out of the depths sown by your sorrows.

You can say anything you want, yessir, but it's the words that sing, they soar and descend...I bow to them...I love them, I cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down...I love words so much...The unexpected ones...The ones I wait for greedily or stalk until, suddenly, they drop.

A book, a book full of human touches, of shirts, a book without loneliness, with men and tools, a book is victory.

From scarlet to powdered gold, to blazing yellow, to the rare ashen emerald, to the orange and black velvet of your shimmering corselet, out to the tip that like an amber thorn begins you, small, superlative being, you are a miracle, and you blaze

What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?