the stars began to burnthrough the sheets of clouds,and ther... - Mary Oliver
"the stars began to burnthrough the sheets of clouds,and there was a new voicewhich you slowlyrecognized as your own"
"the stars began to burnthrough the sheets of clouds,and there was a new voicewhich you slowlyrecognized as your own"
"To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work."
"To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work."
"Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift."
"I love the line of Flaubert about observing things very intensely. I think our duty as writers begins not with our own feelings, but with the powers of observing."
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"