Avoid extremes: be moderate In saving and in spending; An equable and easy gait Will win an easy ending.
I believe that misconceptions about oneself that one does not correct where possible act as a bad magic.
No man shall be more exacting of me or my conduct than I am of myself.
For days on end, I avoid the Web, never logging in until about two or three, after I’ve written all morning. On a good week, I don’t go online till after Wednesday, so four or five days might lapse without my checking e-mail.
I would rather trust my child to a serpent than to a teacher who does not believe in God.
It’s completely through prayer that I came to believe in God. I just sensed a presence south of my neck.
Poetry brings all possible experience to the same degree: a degree in the consciousness beyond which the consciousness itself cannot go.
It’s the steady, quiet, plodding ones who win in the lifelong race.
A lot of the fun lies in trying to penetrate the mystery; and this is best done by saying over the lines to yourself again and again, till they pass through the stage of sounding like nonsense, and finally return to a full sense that had at first escaped notice.
Both my parents were agnostic. My mother was kind of a Buddhist. She had some spiritual tendencies, but they were kind of flaky – New Agey, you know? Which is partly why I’m suspicious of that sort of thing. I’m skeptical of any spiritual practice that doesn’t involve other people and doesn’t involve some sort of consistent tradition.