“To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.”

“Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me.Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.”

“He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.”

“XXIV. And kneeling at the edge of the transparent sea I shall shape for myself a new heart from salt and mud”

“Now every mortal has painand sweat is constant,but if there is anything dearer than being alive,it's dark to me.We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing(whatever it is) that glitters on ...”

“LIII.What is the holiness of conversation? It isto master death.”

“We are looking for a tongue that speaks with reverence for life, searching for an ecology of mind. Without it, we have no home, no place of our own within the creation. It is not only the vocabular...”

“But Sasha was from Russia, where the sunsets are longer, the dawns less sudden and sentences are often left unfinished from doubt as how to best end them.”

“Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe wh...”

“Power is not revealed by striking hard or often, but by striking true.”

“As time and space are bent by gravity, so too is truth bent by power.”

“What a curious power words have.”