Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

LOVE will lay a carpet of treasures under your feet.

God has allowed some magical reversal to occur, so that you see the scorpion pit as an object of desire, and all the beautiful expanse around it as dangerous and swarming with snakes.

Everyone turns toward someone. Look for one scarred by the King's polo stick.

Be soulful. Be kind. Be in love.

Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have mercy on one who sheds tears; if you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.

Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer.