Actually, your soul and mine are the same. We appear and disappear with each other.

Except for Love, nothing you see will remain forever.

Your acts of kindness are iridescent wings of divine love, which linger and continue to uplift others long after your sharing.

Flattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.

There is some kiss we want with your whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling.

You are not one you are a Thousand. Just Light your Lantern.

I belong to no religion. My religion is love. Every heart is my temple.