There is an ambush everywhere from the army of accidents; therefore the rider of life runs with loosened reins.

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.

Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.

An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.

Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred.

I am a hole in a flute that the Christ's breath moves through. Listen to this music.

How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!