Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.

Heart be brave. If you cannot be brave, just go. Love's glory is not a small thing.

Late, by myself, in the boat of myself, no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick. I try to stay just above the surface, yet I'm already under and living within the ocean.

Everything in the universe is a pitcher brimming with wisdom and beauty.

Know that a word suddenly shot from the tongue is like an arrow shot from the bow. Son, that arrow won't turn back on its way; you must damn the torrent at its source.

As you live Deeper in the Heart, the Mirror gets clearer and cleaner.

In the blackest of your moments, wait with no fear.