Every object, every being...is a jar full of delight.
Remember. The way you make love is the way God will be with you.
I was there in the beginning and I was the spirit of love.
You run back and forth listening for unusual events, peering into the faces of travelers. "Why are you looking at me like a madman?" I have lost a friend. Please forgive me.
Both light and shadow are the dance of Love.
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.