The world is a bride of surpassing beauty-but remember that this maiden is never bound to anyone.

This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.

What do sad people have in common? It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a strange wail and worship. What is the beginning of Happiness? It is to stop being so religious like that.

Only a Perfect One who is always laughing at the word two can make you know of Love.

On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.

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

Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun