Otherwise I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise. I ate cereal, sweet milk, ripe, flawless peach. It might have been other…

- Jane Kenyon

The soul's bliss and suffering are bound together.

- Jane Kenyon

A poet's job is to find a name for everything: to be a fearless finder of the names of things.

- Jane Kenyon

There's just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the dust at your feet having squandered a fortune …

- Jane Kenyon

I am the one whose love overcomes you, already with you when you think to call my name.

- Jane Kenyon

The poet's job is to put into words those feelings we all have that are so deep, so important, and yet so difficult to name, to tell the truth in suc…

- Jane Kenyon

I divested myself of despair and fear when I came here. Now there is no more catching one's own eye in the mirror, there are no bad books, no plastic…

- Jane Kenyon

Let it come, as it will, and don't be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.

- Jane Kenyon

My ear is not working, my poetry ear. I can't write a line that doesn't sound like pots and pans falling out of the cupboard.

- Jane Kenyon