I grew up in a confused house: too much unwanted attention or none at all. Mary Oliver attentionconfusegrow Change image and share on social
Instead of taking the reader by the hand and running him down the hill, I want to lead him into a house of many rooms, and leave him alone in each of them. Mary Oliver handhillhouse Change image and share on social
I've always wanted to write poems and nothing else. Mary Oliver havepoemwant Change image and share on social
I have a notebook with me all the time, and I begin scribbling a few words. When things are going well, the walk does not get anywhere; I finally just stop and write. Mary Oliver beginfinallynotebook Change image and share on social
To tell you the truth, I believe everything - tigers, trees, stones - are sentient in one way or another. You'd never catch me idly kicking a stone, for example. Mary Oliver catchidlykick Change image and share on social
To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go. Mary Oliver bonedependhold share on social
You can fool a lot of yourself but you can't fool the soul. Mary Oliver foollotsoul Change image and share on social
Apparently, I've been considered a recluse. Mary Oliver apparentlyconsiderhave Change image and share on social
I think one thing is that prayer has become more useful, interesting, fruitful, and... almost involuntary in my life. Mary Oliver fruitfulinterestinvoluntary Change image and share on social
There is nothing better than work. Work is also play; children know that. Children play earnestly as if it were work. But people grow up, and they work with a sorrow upon them. It's duty. Mary Oliver childdutyearnestly Change image and share on social
