To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere, without moving anything but your heart.

one of my earliest joys as a parent lay in knowing that at the end of the day I had once again ushered three babies back to their beds, against the odds, unscathed and peaceful. Happiness was a houseful of safe, inert bodies. Actually, it still is.

It does not matter whether one is at the giving or receiving end of love just as long as one is part of the process in some way. It is only when we become disconnected from the process altogether that we should begin to worry.

To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere, without moving anything but your heart.

If there is any reason to single out artists as being more necessary to our lives than any others, it is because they provide us with light that cannot be extinguished. They go into dark rooms and poke at their souls until the contours of our own are familiar to us.

To envy is to draw circles that isolate us from others, to take small, bitter trips that diminish the traveler.

An enlightened person raises the level of the consciousness of the entire community.