I Feel We Are All Islands -

Nothing Feeds The Center Of Being So Much As Creative Work.

... Writing Letters Is Thinking, Just As Talking To You Is Thinking.

To Mention A Loved Object, A Person, Or A Place To Someone Else Is To Invest That Object With Reality.

For Sleep, One Needs Endless Depths Of Blackness To Sink Into; Daylight Is Too Shallow, It Will Not Cover One.

It Takes As Much Courage To Have Tried And Failed As It Does To Have Tried And Succeeded.