Roar, lion of the heart, and tear me open!
What was said to the rose that made it open, was said to me, here in my chest.
Practice patience; it is the essence of praise. Have patience, for that is true worship. No other worship is worth as much. Have patience; patience is the key to all relief.
Passion and desire bind your Heart. Remove the locks. Become a key, become a key . . .
God looks not at your form, nor at your deeds, but at your Heart.
For sixty years I have been forgetful every minute, but not for a second has this flowing toward me stopped or slowed.