Be Soulful. Be Kind. Be In Love.

This Outward Spring And Garden Are A Reflection Of The Inward Garden.

For Me To Praise Is Interrupting Praise.

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.

Everyone Is So Afraid Of Death, But The Real Sufis Just Laugh: Nothing Tyrannizes Their Hearts. What Strikes The Oyster Shell Does Not Damage The Pearl

You Sit Here For Days Saying, This Is A Strange Business. You're The Strange Business. You Have The Energy Of The Sun In You, But You Keep Knotting It Up At The Base Of Your Spine.