True beauty is a ray That springs from the sacred depths of the soul, and illuminates the body, just as life springs from the kernel of a stone and gives colour and scent to a flower.

Ways of worshipping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another . . . It's all praise, and it's all right.

When you seek Love with all your Heart, you shall find its echoes in the universe.

Love calls - everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?

We gather at night to celebrate being human. Sometimes we call out low to the tambourine. Fish drink the sea, but the sea does not get smaller! We eat the clouds and evening light. We are slaves tasting the royal wine.

But meditate now on steadfastness and clarity, and let those be the wings that lift and soar through the celestial spheres.

Everyone turns toward someone. Look for one scarred by the King's polo stick.