I stand upon a block of stillness. It is more secure than any sidewalk. I bring with me my own sidewalk.

I kept looking for a logic that would explain life. It never occurred to me that instead love is the vital synthesis.

If toes had eyes, then I could see how my feet know where to go, but toes are blind. And how is it that my tongue speaks words it cannot hear? Because for all its eloquence, the tongue itself is deaf, and flaps in soundlessness.

The flesh is as spiritual as the soul, and the soul is as natural as the flesh.

You are never bereft of your inner guidance.

The easiest time to cure an illness is before it is accepted as a part of the self-image.

The channels of intuitive knowledge are opened according to the intensity of individual need.