Sit, be still, and listen, because you're drunk and we're at the edge of the roof.

I come to YOU without ME, come to ME without YOU.

I am iron resisting the most enormous magnet there is.

The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.

If you wish to be a mine of jewels, open the deep ocean within your heart.

Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable?

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.