You cannot learn about Love, LOVE appears on the wings of grace.

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.

I am sunlight slicing the dark.

We were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness Reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream Where your eternity briefly trembles.

You think because you understand 'one' you must also understand 'two', because one and one make two. But you must also understand 'and'.

Judge the moth by the beauty of the candle