It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.

Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how…

I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come. --So the Wind Won't Blow It All Away, p.38

I'm in a constant process of thinking about things. I'll think about things for thirty or forty years before I'll write it.

If I try to seize this self of which I feel sure, if I try to define and to summarize it, it is nothing but water slipping through my fingers. I can sketch one…

Life can be very deep, but I'm trying to stay at the shallow end.

We live, but a world has passed away With the years that perished to make us men.