with poems one accomplishes so little when one writes them early. One should hold off and gather sense and sweetness a whole life long, a long life if possible, and then, right at the end, one could perhaps write ten lines that are good.

All this hurrying soon will be over. Only when we tarry do we touch the holy.

To have a childhood means to live a thousand lives before the one.

I want to unfold. I don’t want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie.

This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love; the more they give, the more they possess of that precious nourishing love from which flowers and children have their strength and which could help all human beings if they would take it without doubting.

Sex is difficult, yes. But they are difficult things with which we have been charged...If you only recognize this and manage out of yourself, out of your own nature and ways, out of your own experience and childhood and strength to achieve a relation to sex wholly your own (not influenced by convention and custom) then you need no longer be afraid of losing yourself and becoming unworthy of your best possession.

As the arrow endures the string, and in the gathering momentum becomes more than itself. Because to stay is to be nowhere.