This is not a day for asking questions, not a day on any calendar. This day is conscious of itself. This day is a lover, bread, and gentleness, more manifest than saying can say.

Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.

Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer.

Love is the vital core of the soul. And of all you see, only love is infinite.

Come sit with me! Let us drink the holy wine of happiness.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.

Through love scraps of copper are turned to gold.