What matters is giving over to what you love.
When it's time to die, go ahead and die, and when it's time to live, live. Don't sort-of-maybe live, but live like you're going all out, like you're not afraid.
You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to find this part of ourselves inside.’ She held out her hand to me. ‘Give me your hand.’ I lifted...
You know, Lily, people can start out one way, and by the time life gets through with them they end up completely different.
We need not avoid our active lives, but simply bring to them a new vision and shift of gravity. for in the center we are rooted in god's love. in such a place there is no need for striving and impatie...
A lot of time you write out of some unconscious place. I try to trust what is coming and where it wants to take me.
From now on when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I planned to say, Amnesiac.
And whatever it is that keeps widening your heart that's Mary too not only the power inside you but the love. And when you get down to it Lily that's the only purpose grand enough for a human lif...
For whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou longest, i will lodge; thy people will be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to m...
A slave was supposed to be like the Holy Ghost—don’t see it, don’t hear it, but it’s always hovering round on ready.
And second, once we are caught in the pattern of creating ourselves from cultural blueprints, it becomes a primary way of receiving validation. We become unknowingly bound up in a need to please the c...
At night I would lie in bed and watch the show, how bees squeezed through the cracks of my bedroom wall and flew circles around the room, making that propeller sound, a high-pitched zzzzzz that hummed...
August says to Lily, You know some things don't matter that much Lily. Like the colour of the house. How big is that in overall scheme of life? But lifiting person's heart- now that matters. The whole...
Back in the autumn I had awakened to a growing darkness and cacophony, as if something in the depths were crying out. A whole chorus of voices. Orphaned voices. They seemed to speak for all the unlive...
Do not fear to lose what needs to be lost.
Every living creature on the earth is special. You want to be the one that puts an end to one of them?
Every person on the face of the earth makes mistakes, Lily. Every last one. We're all so human.
Goods and chattel. The words from the leather book came into my head. We were like the gold leaf mirror and the horse saddle. Not full-fledge people. I didn’t believe this, never had believed it a day...
Her name was Mary, and there ends any resemblance to the mother of our Lord.
How often do we do that, he wondered--look at someone and fail to see what's really there?
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