When we love there is no reason why.

Poetry is our heart, our spirit, our soul. Call it whatever; without it, everything else is nothing but hardware.

The last motive in the world for acquiring vocabulary should be to impress. Words should be acquired because we urgently need them - to convey, to reach, to express something within us, and to understand others.

Do it right, regret nothing.

Gifts have ribbons, not strings.

Language achieves soul only when it's applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.

Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.