"You get the hovering gray of early morning, or late afternoon-the hours of yearning." -Regina Schrambling, New York Times, June 27, 2001

"Again the pyrocanthus berries redden in rain, As if return were return. It is not. The familiar is not the thing it reminds of."-Jane Hirshfield,"Red Berries"

"Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don't open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down the dulcimer." -Rumi