With life as short as a half-taken breath, don't plant anything but love.

I am your own voice echoing off the walls of God

We all face death in the end. But on the way, be careful never to hurt a human heart!

Your acts of kindness are iridescent wings of divine love, which linger and continue to uplift others long after your sharing.

What the sayer of praise is really praising is himself, by saying implicitly, My eyes are clear." Likewise, someone who criticizes is criticizing himself, saying implicitly, "I can't see very well with my eyes so inflamed.

I long to escape the prison of my ego and lose myself in You.

Where, with your one rose you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?