“We are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.”

Live not for Battles Won. Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along.

What, what am I to do with all of this life?

Exhaust the little moment soon it dies.

As you get older, you find that often the wheat, disentangling itself from the chaff, comes out to meet you.

Life must be aromatic. There must be scent, somehow there must be some.

I don’t like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us being here.

Each body has its art.

With melted opals for my milk, Pearl-leaf for my cracker.

A writer should get as much education as possible, but just going to school is not enough; if it were, all owners of doctorates would be inspired writers.

I am a writer perhaps because I am not a talker.

Do not be afraid of no, Who has so far, so very far to go.

Goodness begins simply with the fact of life itself.

Already I am no longer looked at with lechery or love.

One reason cats are happier than people is that they have no newspapers.

Poetry is life distilled.

Reading is important – read between the lines. Don’t swallow everything.

Sometimes, all it takes to connect with someone is a little bit of the same hurt.

Find someone who can hear you even when you’re silent.

Happiness is being at peace, being with loved ones, being comfortable but most of all, it’s having those loved ones.

Friendship is a pretty full-time occupation if you really are friendly with somebody. You can’t have too many friends because then you’re just not really friends.

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.

Katya is literally my flesh and blood. Best friend status.

A friend is long sought, hardly found, and with difficulty kept.

Love combined with wisdom is bliss, and that is devotion. Devotion is a strong bond, a sense of belongingness. Everybody is born with it. It’s just like becoming a child again.