Caregiving is not linear, but circular, with a crisis resolved only to have it return or be superseded by a different, unexpected crisis.

Caregiving cannot be done alone, but only in the context of a support circle, a circle of care.

Caregiving is often a role accepted as a second adulthood in which we can become better than our younger selves in the troubled drama of our first adulthood.

Celebration is a confrontation involving the giving of attention to the transcendent meaning of one's actions.

Celebration is self-restraint, is attentiveness, is questioning, is meditating, is awaiting, is the step over into the more wakeful glimpse of the wonder - the wonder that a world is worlding around us at all, that there are beings rather than nothing, that things are and we ourselves are in their midst, that we ourselves are and yet barely know who we are, and barely know that we do not know all this.

Celebration is not to be endulged in overly hastily — don't whistle until you're out of the woods.

Celebration is unwise before a thing has ended — Do not praise the day before the nightfall.

Conversation is best with lulls — Repose is as necessary in conversation as in a picture.

The Conversation is that which makes for friends rather than vice versa.

Conversation is our account of ourselves. All we have, all we can, all we know is brought into play, and as the reproduction, in finer form, of all our havings.

Conversation is feminine, circular and radiant of the underlying unity.