Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.
Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.
Silence gives answers.
I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
If you don't try to fly and so break yourself apart, you will be broken open by death, when it's too late for all you could become.