Quotes About Balance

I have arranged my little life.

there is peace in despair in exactly the same way as there is despair in peace.

Your body knows how to fall.

I like being on my own better than I like anything else, but I can't give up love. Maybe it's the tension between longing and aloneness that I need. My own funicular railway, holding in balance the two things most likely to destroy me.

It's not the one thing nor the other that leads to madness, but the space in between.

I live in the space between chaos and shape. I walk the line that continually threatens to lose its tautness under me, dropping me into the dark pit where there is no meaning. At other times the line is so wired that it lights up the soles of my feet, gradually my whole body, until I am my own beacon, and I see then the beauty of newly created worlds, a form that is not random. A new beginning.

It is not the one thing nor the other that leads to madness, but the space in between them.

I would rather have regrets of excess than regrets of denial.

I keep telling this story - different people, different places, different times - but always you, always me, always this story, because a story is a tight rope between two worlds.

Creativity is on the side of health - it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.

Life has never been All or Nothing- it's All and Nothing. Forget the binaries.

In the presence of love, hearth and quest become one.

The winged word. The mercurial word. The word that is both moth and lamp. The word that is itself and more. the associative word light with meanings. The word not netted by meaning. The exact word wide. The word not whore nor cenobite. The word unlied.

Don't mix your heart with your liver.

Somewhere beween the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere beween fear and sex. Somewere beween God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back worse.

What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart that wants to come home.

I can hold you up with one hand, but you can balance me on your fingertips.

Why was money worth everything when you had none of it, and nothing when you had too much?

It seems to me that being the right size for your world-- and knowing that both you and your world are not by any means fixed dimensions-- is a valuable clue to learning how to live.

I walk the line that continually threatens to lose its tautness under me, dropping me into the dark pit where there is no meaning.

moss that is concentrating on being green.

Creativity is on the side of health – it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.

At my most precarious, I balanced on a book, and the books rafted me over the tides of feelings that left me soaked and shattered.

Somewhere between the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse.