What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.

I'm sure I've been a toad, one time or another. With bats, weasels, worms...I rejoice in the kinship. Even the caterpillar I can love, and the various vermin.

I have gone into the waste lonely places

I long for the imperishable quiet at the heart of form.

I came to love, I came into my own.

Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.

In the kingdom of bang and blab.