Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon; How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.
Love rests on no foundation. It is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end.
A lover is always accused of something. But when he finds his love, whatever was lost in the looking comes back completely changed.
Once we were particles of Light, now we are Beings of Light, radiating Love.
If you are wholly perplexed and in straits, have patience, for patience is the key to joy.
I am part of the load not rightly balanced . . .