If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.

Be helpless, dumbfounded, Unable to say yes or no. Then a stretcher will come from grace to gather us up. We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty. If we say we can, we’re lying. If we say No, we don’t see it, That No will behead us And shut tight our window onto spirit. So let us rather not be sure of anything, Beside ourselves, and only that, so Miraculous beings come running to help. Crazed, lying in a zero circle, mute, We shall be saying finally, With tremendous eloquence, Lead us. When we have totally surrendered to that beauty, We shall be a mighty kindness.

There is a force within that gives you life. Seek that.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

He who tastes not, knows not.

In his mind she lay at his lap with his fingers gliding thru her straight beautiful hair. He smiles and says" your beauty lights up everything around you.

The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.