The spirit and the body carry different loads and require different attentions. Too often we put the saddlebags on Jesus and let the donkey run loose in the pasture.

I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.

The water in the stream may have changed many times, but the reflection of the moon and the stars remains the same.

Let Silence speak to you about the secrets of the universe.

You're not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.

Play the flute of felicity! You, yourself, are the melody.