Every moment a taste of that beauty in our mouths, another stashed in a pocket. Impossible to say what: no cypress so handsome, no sunlight, a lonely hiddenness. Other pleasure gathers a crowd, starts a fight, lots of noise there. But soul beauty stays quiet..his amazing whereabouts unknown inside my heart.

Love is an emerald. Its brilliant light wards off dragons On this treacherous path.

Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself.

God writes spiritual Mysteries on our heart, where they wait silently for discovery.

Grace comes to forgive and then forgive again.

Why should I be unhappy? Each parcel of my being is in full bloom.

If you follow the ways in which you were trained, which you may have inherited, for no other reason than this, you are illogical.