Love's Pestilence, and her slow dogs of war.

The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.

Poetry strengthens that faculty which is the organ of the moral nature of man, in the same manner as exercise strengthens a limb.

Just a tender sense of my own process, that holds something of my connection with the divine.

Change is certain. Peace is followed by disturbances; departure of evil men by their return. Such recurrences should not constitute occasions for sadness but realities for awareness, so that one may be happy in the interim.

It were much better that a sentient being should never have existed, than that it should have existed only to endure unmitigated misery.

I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.