We are born of love. Love is our mother.

Be certain that in the religion of Love there are no believers and unbelievers. LOVE embraces all.

This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.

There is a fountain inside you. Don't walk around with an empty bucket.

What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.

Be watchful - the grace of God appears suddenly. It comes without warning to an open heart.

When the ocean surges, don't let me just hear it. Let it splash inside my chest!