Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.

Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.

We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute.

If you love someone, you are always joined with them--in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.

Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you.

Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.

Happy, not from anything that happens. Warm, not from fire or a hot bath. Light, I register zero on a scale.