You transform all those who are touched by You.

Learn to recognize the false dawn from the true; distinguish the color of the wine from the color of the cup. Then it may be that patience and time may produce, out of the spectrum-viewing sight, true vision, and you will behold colors other than these mortal hues, you will see pearls instead of stones. Pearls, did I say? Nay more, you will become a sea, you will become a sun traveling the sky.

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.

I went inside my heart to see how it was. Something there makes me hear the whole world weeping.

Have you ever gotten breathless before from a beautiful face, for i see you there, my dear.

Your name is upon my tongue your image is in my sight your memory is in my heart where can I send these words that I write ?

All my feelings have the color you desire to paint.