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.
Conventional opinion is the ruin of our souls.
You have Within you more love than you could ever understand.
Let soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.
When water is still like a mirror it can behold the Moon.
There is no salvation for the soul but to fall in Love. Only lovers can escape out of these two worlds. This was ordained in creation. Only from the heart can you reach the sky: The Rose of Glory can grow only from the heart.