Self-respect Is Nothing To Hide

A Garden Is Always A Series Of Losses Set Against A Few Triumphs, Like Life Itself.

In The Very Long Run Any Success Devours - And Perhaps Also Corrupts.

When We Admit Our Vulnerability, We Include Others. If We Deny It, We Shut Them Out.

I Would Like To Believe When I Die That I Have Given Myself Away Like A Tree That Sows Seed Every Spring And Never Counts The Loss, Because It Is Not Loss, It Is Adding To Future Life. It Is The Tree's Way Of Being. Strongly Rooted Perhaps, But Spilling Out Its Treasure On The Wind.

She Became For Me An Island Of Light, Fun, Wisdom Where I Could Run With My Discoveries And Torments And Hopes At Any Time Of Day And Find Welcome.