Saltwater heals, healing referring to its various forms; tears, cleanses and heals the soul; sweat, cleanses through labor; the ocean, heals in all its forms.

With begging and scrambling we find very little, but with being true to ourselves we find a great deal more.

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

The human soul is on its journey from the law to love, from discipline to liberation, from the moral plane to the spiritual.

Wrong is wrong only when you are at liberty to choose.

The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth

Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a true lover truly knows that he is loved.