Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency. Nothing is that important.
Write with nouns and verbs, not with adjectives and adverbs. The adjective hasn’t been built that can pull a weak or inaccurate noun out of a tight place.
Sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.
[I grew up] in those years when the Old West was passing and the New West was emerging. It was a time when we still heard echoes and already saw shadows, on moonlit nights when the coyotes yapped on the hilltops, and on hot summer afternoons when mirages shimmered, dust devils spun across the flats, and towering cumulus clouds sailed like galleons across the vast blueness of the sky. Echoes of remembrance of what men once did there, and visions of what they would do together.
We are looking for ideas that are large enough to be afraid of.
None of us are getting out of here alive, so please stop treating yourself like an afterthought. Eat the delicious food. Walk in the sunshine. Jump in the ocean. Say the truth that you’re carrying in your heart like hidden treasure. Be silly. Be kind. Be weird. There’s no time for anything else.
The only Zen you find on the tops of mountains is the Zen you bring up there.
Walker, there are no paths, only windrows on the waves.