I feel the terror of idleness, like a red thirst. Death isn't just an idea. - Mary Oliver

I would say that there exist a thousand unbreakable links between each of us and everything else, and that our dignity and our chances are one. The farthest star and the mud at our feet are a family; and there is no decency or sense in honoring one thing, or a few things, and then closing the list. The pine tree, the leopard, the Platte River, and ourselves - we are at risk together, or we are on our way to a sustainable world together. We are each other's destiny.

When I have to die, I would like to die
on a day of rain -
long rain, slow rain, the kind you think will never end.

Attention is the beginning of devotion.