Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.

The great religions are the ships, Poets the life boats. Every sane person I know has jumped overboard.

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

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me that I can no longer call myself a man, a woman, an angel, or even a pure Soul. Love has befriended me so completely it has turned to ash and freed me of every concept and image my mind has ever known.

Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.

Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.

Time is a factory where everyone slaves away earning enough love to break their own chains.