There's no vocabulary For love within a family, love that's lived in But not looked at, love within the light of which All else is seen, the love within which All other love finds speech. This love is silent.

If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.

There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.

I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat.

I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

The journey, Not the destination matters.