Writing itself is one of the great, free human activities. There is scope for individuality, and elation, and discovery. In writing, for the person who follows with trust and forgiveness what occurs to him, the world remains always ready and… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
People wander about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. — William Stafford Copy Share
I don't see writing as a communication of something already discovered, as "truths" already known. Rather, I see writing as a job of experiment.… — William Stafford Copy Share
An owl sound wandered along the road with me. I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears. — William Stafford Copy Share
The Way It Is There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you… — William Stafford Copy Share
It's love,' they say. You touch the right one and a whole half of the universe wakes up, a new half. — William Stafford Copy Share
“There may be losses too great to understand That rove after you and--faint and terrible-- rip unknown through your hand.” — William Stafford Copy Share
It is as if the ordinary language we use every day has a hidden set of signals, a kind of secret code. — William Stafford Copy Share
My question is "when did other people give up the idea of being a poet?" You know, when we are kids we make up… — William Stafford Copy Share
The things you do not have to say make you rich. Saying the things you do not have to say weakens your talk. Hearing… — William Stafford Copy Share
“I am your own way of looking at things," she said. "When you allow me to live with you, every glance at the world… — William Stafford Copy Share
I heard a bird congratulating itself all day for being a jay. Nobody cared. But it was glad all over again, and said so,… — William Stafford Copy Share
The earth says have a place, be what that place requires; hear the sound the birds imply and see as deep as ridges go… — William Stafford Copy Share
