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
To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“We meet wonderful people, but lose them in our busyness. We’re, as the saying goes, all over the place. Steadfastness, it seems,… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Also I wanted to be able to love And we all know how that one goes, don't we? Slowly — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“yoga soul today. instant resonation. Spring Somewhere a black bear has just risen from sleep and is staring down the mountain. All… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
You never know / What opportunity / Is going to travel to you, / Or through you. — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“eventually tides will be the only calendar you believe in… And someone’s face, whom you love, will be as a star Both… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“Every year the hatchlings wake in the swaying branches, in the silver baskets, and love the world. Is it necessary to say… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Because of the dog’s joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift. — 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
Every day I walk out into the world / to be dazzled, then to be reflective. — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“So, be slow if you must, but let the heart still play its true part. Love still as once you loved, deeply… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“We do not think of it every day, but we never forget it: the beloved shall grow old, or ill, and be… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much. — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
I tell you this to break your heart, by which I mean only that it break open and never close again to… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
I want to write something so simply about love or about pain that even as you are reading you feel it and… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
