Things take the time they take. don't worry. How many roads did St. Augustine follow before he became St. Augustine? Mary Oliver More Quotes by Mary Oliver More Quotes From Mary Oliver Rhythm is one of the most powerful of pleasures, and when we feel a pleasurable rhythm we hope it will continue. When it does, it grows sweeter. Mary Oliver powerful doe writing When death comes…. I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what it’s going to be like, that cottage of darkness? And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look upon time as no more than an idea, and I consider eternity as another possibility, and I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular, and each name a comfortable music in the mouth, tending, as all music does, toward silence, and each body as a lion of courage, and something precious to the earth. [from the poem "When Death Comes"] Mary Oliver sisterhood flower thinking I have a little dog who likes to nap with me. He climbs on my body and puts his face in my neck. He is sweeter than soap. He is more wonderful than a diamond necklace, which can't even bark. Mary Oliver necks dog naps And I do not want anymore to be useful, to be docile, to lead / children out of the fields into the text / of civility, to teach them that they are (they are not) better than the grass. Mary Oliver fields want children In your hands The dog, the donkey, surely they know They are alive. Who would argue otherwise? But now, after years of consideration, I am getting beyond that. What about the sunflowers? What about The tulips, and the pines? Listen, all you have to do is start and There’ll be no stopping. What about mountains? What about water Slipping over rocks? And speaking of stones, what about The little ones you can Hold in your hands, their heartbeats So secret, so hidden it may take years Before, finally, you hear them? Mary Oliver rocks dog hands Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? / Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Mary Oliver boots half perfect It doesn't have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don't try to make them elaborate, this isn't a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak. Mary Oliver weed voice blue Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled---to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world. Mary Oliver weight want world We all have a hungry heart, and one of the things we hunger for is happiness. Mary Oliver hungry hunger heart Of course! The path to heaven doesn't lie down in flat miles. It's in the imagination with which you perceive this world, and the gestures with which you honor it. Mary Oliver imagination heaven lying You want to cry aloud for your mistakes. But to tell the truth the world doesn't need any more of that sound. Mary Oliver sound mistake needs Sunrise What is the name of the deep breath I would take over and over for all of us? Call it whatever you want, it is happiness, it is another one of the ways to enter fire. Mary Oliver sunrise fire names Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don't Hesitate) Mary Oliver crumbs made joy Every word is a messenger. Some have wings; some are filled with fire; some are filled with death. Mary Oliver messengers fire wings In college, you learn how to learn. Four years is not too much time to spend at that. Mary Oliver four college years My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird - equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. Mary Oliver sunflower plums blue Every morning I walk like this around the pond, thinking: if the doors of my heart ever close, I am as good as dead. Mary Oliver heart morning thinking You may not agree, you may not care, but if you are holding this book you should know that of all the sights I love in this world — and there are plenty — very near the top of the list is this one: dogs without leashes. Mary Oliver dog sight book Today I am altogether without ambition. Where did I get such wisdom? Mary Oliver ambition today Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do With your one wild and precious life? Mary Oliver how-precious-life-is lasts done