Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
Dance from here to the other world-and don't stop.
What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality.
If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.
A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.
The cure for pain is in the pain. Good and bad are mixed. If you don't have both, you don't belong with us.