Mary Oliver (born September 10, 1935) is an American poet who has won the National Book Award and the Pu...
And I say to my heart: rave on. Mary Oliver
And I say to my heart: rave on.
You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life. Mary Oliver
You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.
I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing. Mary Oliver
I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing. Mary Oliver
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing.
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began.... Mary Oliver
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began....
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed. Mary Oliver
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift. Mary Oliver
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? Mary Oliver
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
I simply do not distinguish between work and play. Mary Oliver
I simply do not distinguish between work and play.
To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work. Mary Oliver
To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.
I very much wished not to be noticed, and to be left alone, and I sort of succeeded. Mary Oliver
I very much wished not to be noticed, and to be left alone, and I sort of succeeded.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile. Mary Oliver
Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile.