Even The Finest Workman Needs

To Look This Way Is To See. To See Is To Have Vision. To Have Vision Is To Understand. To Understand Is To Know. To Know Is To Become. To Become Is To Live Fully. To Live Fully Is To Matter. And To Matter Is To Become Light. And To Become Light Is To Be Loved. And To Be Loved Is To Burn. And To Burn Is To Exist. Off And On.

I've Always Thought Anyone Can Make Money. Making A Life Worth Living, That's The Real Test.

It's Just This: That There Are Places We All Come From-deep-rooty-common Places- That Makes Us Who We Are. And We Disdain Them Or Treat Them Lightly At Our Peril. We Turn Our Backs On Them At The Risk Of Self-contempt. There Is A Sense In Which We Need To Go Home Again-and Can Go Home Again. Not To Recover Home, No. But To Sanctify Memory.

The Myth Of The Impossible Dream Is More Powerful Than All The Facts Of History.

I'm Good At Doing The Laundry. At Least That. And It's A Religious Experience...water, Earth, Fire-polarities Of Wet And Dry, Hot And Cold, Dirty And Clean. The Great Cycles-round And Round-beginning And End-alpha And Omega, Amen.