We Are Always Bargaining With Our Feelings

Who Is Not Afraid Of Pure Space - That Breathtaking Empty Space Of An Open Door?

Fame Is A Kind Of Death Because It Arrests Life Around The Person In The Public Eye.

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

We Walk Up The Beach Under The Stars. And When We Are Tired Of Walking, We Lie Flat On The Sand Under A Bowl Of Stars. We Feel Stretched, Expanded To Take In Their Compass. They Pour Into Us Until We Are Filled With Stars, Up To The Brim.

Perhaps This Is The Most Important Thing For Me To Take Back From Beach-living: Simply The Memory That Each Cycle Of The Tide Is Valid; Each Cycle Of The Wave Is Valid; Each Cycle Of A Relationship Is Valid.