I have never been especially impressed by the heroics of people who are convinced they are about to change the world. I am more awed by those who struggle to make one small difference after another.
There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
I write because I'm afraid to say some things out loud.
All that is human must retrograde if it does not advance.
Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.
I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... But I am too busy thinking about myself.