You're not supposed to speak ill of the dead, but Earl Blackwell finally died, and I was on his blacklist every year for being the worst dressed person.
You, too, can be carved anew by the details of your devotion.
It's morning, and again I am that lucky person who is in it.
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing
And I say to my heart: rave on.
Ten times a day something happens to me like this - some strengthening throb of amazement - some good sweet empathic ping and swell. This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.
So every day So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.
There are lots of questions which have to be answered.
All men whilst they are awake are in one common world: but each of them, when he is asleep, is in a world of his own.
Sweeping gestures from the shoulder allow you to make generous marks, well suited to large scale work. You don't get anything simpler than this - I'm sure it is the way the cave men drew.
But Mary Elizabeth felt different. She kept saying it was an "articulate" film. So "articulate. " And I guess it was. The thing is, I didn't know what it said even if it said it very well.