You're not like the others. I've seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon.

..holding a book but reading the empty spaces.

Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies?

How working for the wrong motives poisons our creativity and warps our ideas of success and failure.

Life is about trying things to see if they work.

We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.

I don't tell anyone how to write and no one tells me.