Let the beauty we love do what we do.
No one looks back and regrets leaving this world. What's regretted is how real we thought it was.
You cannot learn about Love, LOVE appears on the wings of grace.
Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.
Do you think I know what I'm doing? That for one breath or half-breath I belong to myself? As much as a pen knows what it's writing, or the ball can guess where it's going next.
There is nothing I want but your Presence. In friendship, time dissolves.