Because of the dog’s joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift. — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
A dog can never tell you what she knows from the smells of the world, but you know, watching her, that you… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“Be prepared. A dog is adorable and noble. A dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist.” — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
A dog is adorable and noble, a dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist. — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
You may not agree, you may not care, but if you are holding this book you should know that of all the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
I have a little dog who likes to nap with me. He climbs on my body and puts his face in my… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Because of the dog's joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift. It is not the least reason why we… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
The god of dirt came up to me many times and said so many wise and delectable things, I lay on the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“A dog comes to you and lives with you in your own house, but you do not therefore own her, as you… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Because of the dog's joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift. It is not the least reason why we… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
LITTLE DOGS RHAPSODY IN THE NIGHT (PERCY THREE) He puts his cheek against mine and makes small, expressive sounds. And when I'm… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
A dog comes to you and lives with you in your own house, but you do not therefore own her, as you… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
And it is exceedingly short, his galloping life. Dogs die so soon. I have my stories of that grief, no doubt many… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
I had a dog who loved flowers. Briskly she went through the fields, yet paused for the honeysuckle or the rose, her… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
And now my old dog is dead, and another I had after him, and my parents are dead, and that first world,… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
The sweetness of dogs (fifteen) What do you say, Percy? I am thinking of sitting out on the sand to watch the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
In your hands The dog, the donkey, surely they know They are alive. Who would argue otherwise? But now, after years of… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“But I want to extol not the sweetness nor the placidity of the dog, but the wilderness out of which he cannot… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“Dog Talk … I have seen Ben place his nose meticulously into the shallow dampness of a deer’s hoofprint and shut his… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Belief isn't always easy. But this much I have learned--- if not enough else--- to live with my eyes open. — Mary Oliver Copy Share
In this universe we are given two gifts: the ability to love and the ability to question. Which are, at the same time, the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
Poetry is one of the original arts, and it began, as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth. — Mary Oliver Copy Share
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
“All important ideas must include the trees, the mountains, and the rivers. • To understand many things you must reach out of your own condition.” — Mary Oliver Copy Share
“Sometimes I think, were I just a little rougher made, I would go altogether to the woods—to my work entirely, and solitude, a few… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
“First Snow The snow began here this morning and all day continued, its white rhetoric everywhere calling us back to why, how, whence such beauty… — mary oliver Copy Share
“What can I say that I have not said before? So I’ll say it again. The leaf has a song in it. Stone is… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
There is nothing better than work. Work is also play; children know that. Children play earnestly as if it were work. But people grow… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
“Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
“I stood like Adam in his lonely garden On that first morning, shaken out of sleep, Rubbing his eyes, listening, parting the leaves, Like… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
We all have a hungry heart, and one of the things we hunger for is happiness. So as much as I possibly could, I… — Mary Oliver Copy Share
