In the end one only experiences oneself.

If I had my life to live over again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once a week.

The answers keep unfolding as your life expands, if you're willing to see things for what they are-and what they can be.

As I get older, I get smaller. I see other parts of the world I didn't see before. Other points of view. I see outside myself more.

Character is determined more by the lack of certain experiences than by those one has had.

We want to be poets of our life first of all in the smallest most everyday matters.