There is lasting kindness in Heaven when no kindness is found upon earth.

Our curses on them that boil the eggs too hard! What use is an egg that is hard to any person on earth?

There's too many sounds in the world! The sounds of the earth are terrible! The roots squeezing and jostling one another through the clefts, and the crashing of the acorn from the oak. The cry of the little birdeen in under the silence of the hawk!

I've been searching for ways to heal myself, and I've found that kindness is the best way.

It was among farmers and potato diggers and old men in workhouses and beggars at my own door that I found what was beyond these and yet farther beyond that drawingroom poet of my childhood in the expression of love, and grief, and the pain of parting, that are the disclosure of the individual soul.

The miracles of earth are the laws of heaven