Dance Where You Can Break Yourself Up

Only Love Itself Can Explain Love And Lovers.

The Minute I Heard My First Love Story, I Started Looking For You.

This Being Human Is A Guest House. Every Morning Is A New Arrival. A Joy, A Depression, A Meanness, Some Momentary Awareness Comes As An Unexpected Visitor...welcome And Entertain Them All. Treat Each Guest Honorably. The Dark Thought, The Shame, The Malice, Meet Them At The Door Laughing, And Invite Them In. Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each Has Been Sent As A Guide From Beyond.

Many Of The Faults You See In Others, Dear Reader, Are Your Own Nature Reflected In Them.

The Mind Says There Is Nothing Beyond The Physical World; The Heart Says There Is, And I've Been There Many Times.