O, Great Spirit, open my eyes, open heart's wings, open my ears to your voice in all things.
Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore.
Love is a river. Drink from it.
The cure for pain is in the pain.
I said to the night, "If you are in love with the moon, it is because you never stay for long." The night turned to me and said, "It is not my fault. I never see the Sun, how can I know that love is endless?