The small man builds cages for everyone he knows While the sage, who has to duck his head when the moon is low, Keeps dropping keys all night long For the beautiful rowdy prisoners.

I Have Learned so much from God That I can no longer call myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew.

Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.

Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.

'Tis writ on Paradise's gate, Woe to the dupe that yields to fate!

Remember for just one minute of the day, it would be best to try looking upon yourself more as God does, for She knows your true royal nature.

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