“The dance is always danced above the hollow place, above the terrible abyss.”

Resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art – the art of words.

The creative adult is the child who has survived.

Hate gets going, it goes round, it gets older and tighter and older and tighter, until it holds a person inside it like a fist holds a stick.

I think hard times are coming. We will need writers who can remember freedom. Poets, visionaries, the realists of a larger reality.

Only in silence the word, only in dark the light, only in dying life: bright the hawk’s flight on the empty sky.

In the tale, in the telling, we are all one blood. Take the tale in your teeth, then, and bite till the blood runs, hoping it’s not poison; and we will all come to the end together, and even to the beginning: living, as we do, in the middle.

Children know perfectly well that unicorns aren’t real, but they also know that books about unicorns, if they are good books, are true books.

We are been taught to be ashamed of not being ‘outgoing’. But a writer’s job is ingoing.

You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.

The reason literacy is important is that literature is the operating instructions. The best manual we have. The most useful guide to the country we’re visiting, life.

Odonianism is anarchism. Not the bomb-in-the-pocket stuff, which is terrorism, whatever name it tries to dignify itself with, not the social-Darwinist economic ‘libertarianism’ of the far right; but anarchism, as prefigured in early.

You have made it into a thing, to which the only possible relationship is a power relationship. And thus you have fatally impoverished your own reality.

For all their restlessness, men are who they are; once they put on the man’s toga they will not change again; so they make a virtue of that rigidity and resist whatever might soften it and set them free.

A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it… By using words well they strengthen their souls.

To claim power over what you do not understand is not wise, nor is the end of it likely to be good.

I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.

Every existence above a certain rank has its singular points; the higher the rank the more of them. At these points, influences whose physical magnitude is too small to be taken account of by a finite being may produce results of the greatest importance.

If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?

We must be listened to: above and beyond our personal experience.

If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?

The function of protecting and developing health must rank even above that of restoring it when it is impaired.

To denumb the creative impulse above all else essential to the vitality and growth of democratic ideals.

I was a bright boy and I ought to make something out of myself… something else that would be a cut or two above my humble origins.

In every forest, on every farm, in every orchard on earth, it’s what’s under the ground that creates what’s above the ground. That’s why placing your attention on the fruits that you have already grown is futile.