From “Statements and Poems” in the collection of poet William Stafford’s writing on writing, Crossing Unmarked Snow
Each [essay] is a miracle that has been invited to happen. But these words, after they come, you look at what’s there. Why these? Why not some calculated careful contenders? Because these chosen ones must survive as they were made, by the reckless impulse of a fallible but susceptible person. I must be willingly fallible in order to deserve a place in the realm where miracles happen.