“To acknowledge the presence of fear is to give birth to failure.”

“A big bee, a golden furry fellow, crept into a freesia, and the delicate flower leaned over, swung, shook; and when the bee flew away it fluttered still as though it were laughing. Happy, careless ...”

“I am treating you as my friend, asking you to share my present minuses in the hope that I can ask you to share my future plusses.”

“Risk anything! Care no more for the opinion of others ... Do the hardest thing on earth for you. Act for yourself. Face the truth."(Journal entry, 14 October 1922)”

“I do not know why I have such a fancy for this little caf. It's dirty and sad, sad. It's not as if it had anything to distinguish it from a hundred othersit hasn't; or as if the same strange types ...”

“Isn't life,' she stammered, 'isn't life--' But what life was she couldn't explain. No matter. He quite understood.'Isn't it, darling?' said Laurie.”

“One can no more approach people without love than one can approach bees without care. Such is the quality of bees...”

“The bee's life is like a magic well: the more you draw from it, the more it fills with water”

“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.”

“A few blossoms float into the room. They drop like frayed yellow ribbons on the gray carpet.”

“Gula and Cali lie on their sides, their tiny adder-mouths showing the pink of their palates, their bodies throbbing with lustful and obscene dreams. The sky releases its burden of sun and color. Ey...”

“... there was no need for him to hasten towards the attainment of a happiness already captured and held in a safe place, which would not escape his grasp again.”

“The ideas flow like milk and honey in my land, my mind.”

“She was drowning in sandalwood and sunlight. Time ceased to be more than a notion. Her lips were hers one moment. And then they were his. The taste of him on her tongue was like sun-warmed honey. L...”

“Although you can not hear my thoughts, Sam, I imagine Im talking to you. Prayers to the brother who abandoned me. The day after you left Labrador, my honey started flowing. Is my body weeping for y...”