Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness...just as strings of a lute dance alone though they quiver with the same music.

Your joy can fill you only as deeply as your sorrow has carved you.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

Your friend is your needs answered.

When we oppose the hidden conscience, it does us hurt. When we betray it, it judges us.

All men love you for themselves. I love you for yourself.