I said to the almond tree, 'Sister, speak to me of God.' And the almond tree blossomed.
The truth is that we all are one, that all of us together create god, that god is not man's ancestor, but his descendant.
Ah, if you could dance all that you've just said, then I'd understand.
In order to succeed, we must first believe that we can.
My entire soul is a cry, and all my work is a commentary on that cry.
We are not men, to have need of another, an eternal life; we are women, and for us one moment with man we love is everlasting Paradise, one moment far from the man we love is everlasting hell. It is here on earth that we women love out eternity