This being human is a guest house. Every morning is a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor...Welcome and entertain them all. Treat each guest honorably. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

Although I may try to describe Love, When I experience it, I am speechless.

What a piece of bread looks like depends on whether you are hungry or not.

Anyone who genuinely and consistently with both hands look for something, will find it.

I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.

Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison When the door is so wide open?

Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.