Deep in our Hearts, the Light of Heaven is shining.
I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within.
If thou wilt be observant and vigilant, thou wilt see at every moment the response to thy action. Be observant if thou wouldst have a pure heart, for something is born to thee in consequence of every action.
The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground.
My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk I was.
Sadness to me is the happiest time, When a shining city rises from the ruins of my drunken mind. Those times when I'm silent and still as the earth, The thunder of my roar is heard across the universe.