We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute.

This is not a day for asking questions, not a day on any calendar. This day is conscious of itself. This day is a lover, bread, and gentleness, more manifest than saying can say.

You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !

You can accomplish a hundred other things but if you do not accomplish the one thing for which you have been sent, it will be as if you have done nothing.

For sixty years I have been forgetful every minute, but not for a second has this flowing toward me stopped or slowed.

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

With every breath, I plant the seeds of devotion, I am a farmer of the heart.