And over one more set of hills, along the sea, the last roses have opened their factories of sweetness and are giving it back to the world. If I had another life I would want to spend it all on some unstinting happiness.

Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don't Hesitate)

You have to be in the world to understand what the spiritual is about, and you have to be spiritual in order to truly be able to accept what the world is about.

Isn’t it wonderful the way the world holds both the deeply serious, and the unexpectedly mirthful?

Along with the differences that abide in each of us, there is also in each of us a maverick, the darling stubborn one who won't listen, who insists, who chooses preference or the spirited guess over yardsticks or even history. I suspect this maverick is somewhat what the soul is, or at least that the soul lives close by and companionably with its agitating and inquiring force.

Every word is a messenger. Some have wings; some are filled with fire; some are filled with death.

So every day So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.