there's time for laughing and there's time for crying— for hoping for despair for peace for longing —a time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness

may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living

No evil is so worse than worst you fall in hate with love.

Lovers alone wear sunlight.

Love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skillfully curled) all worlds

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

By the way, a gendarme assured me this is not a prison.