The curse of modern times is the preponderance of male hormones in places where they can do long-term damage. Even if were not talking about wars between nations or assaults on nature, there's still that aggressiveness that keeps us apart from each other and the problems we need to be working on.

Life is never easy for those who dream.

The road is a strange place. Shuffling along, I looked up and you were there walking across the grass toward my truck on an August day. In retrospect, it seems inevitable - it could not have been any other way-- a case of what I call the high probability of the improbable

The heart never forgets, never gives up, the territory marked off for those who came before.

The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out but I'm glad I had them.

Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.

I sometimes have the feeling you've been here a long time, more than one lifetime, and that you've dwelt in private places none of the rest of us has even dreamed about.