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

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

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.

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.

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

Grieve not because thou understand-not life's mystery; behind the veil is concealed many a delight.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.