... Love Is Healing, Even Rootless Love.

Flowers And Plants Are Silent Presences. They Nourish Every Sense Except The Ear.

Letters Are So Much Easier Than Living. One Can Give One's Best.

Do We Always Make Our Freedom Out Of Someone Else's Bondage?

You Can't Plan For A Seizure Of Feeling, And For This Reason I Put Everything Else Aside When I'm Inspired.

There The Door Is Always Open Into The “holy” — Growth, Birth, Death.