Plant Dreaming Deep

I knew, from having watched my father hack down the incredible amount of work he accomplished day by day year by year, how supportive a routine is, how the spirit moves around freely in it as it does in a plain New England church. Routine is not a prison, but the way into freedom from time. The apparently measured time has immeasurable space within it, and in this it resembles music.
-May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep