
The dragon lives in the sky, ocean,
marshes, and mountains; and the
mountains are also its cranium.
It's voice thunders and jingles like
copper pans. It breathes fire and
water; and sometimes the dragon
is one, sometimes many.
Maxine Hong Kingston
Poems, Prose, Photos & the Art of Being Human

The dragon lives in the sky, ocean,
marshes, and mountains; and the
mountains are also its cranium.
It's voice thunders and jingles like
copper pans. It breathes fire and
water; and sometimes the dragon
is one, sometimes many.
Maxine Hong Kingston

They threw us away
but forgot
we are seeds.
~Clarissa Pinkola Estes' friend~

I have stared long enough at the glowing flat rectangles of computer screens. Let us give more time for doing things in the real world...plant a plant, walk the dogs, read a real book, go to the opera. ~ Edward Tufte

I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so that there is room for paradoxes. Maxine Hong Kingston

Is there a more mysterious idea for the artist than to imagine the way nature is reflected in an animal’s eye. How does a horse see the world? Or an eagle? Or a deer or a dog? What a miserable convention that leads us to place animals in a landscape that pertains to our eyes rather than plunging ourselves into the animal’s soul in an attempt to understand his vision of things.

If you want to go fast, go alone; if you want to go far, go together.
Attributed to many though Unknown Origin