Love Is What Gives Joy To Giving

Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is The Drum.

Peace Is Wonderful, But / Ecstatic Dance Is More Fun / And Less Narcissistic

I Want To Sing Like The Birds Sing, Not Worrying About Who Hears Or What They Think.

What Was Said To The Rose That Made It Open, Was Said To Me, Here In My Chest.

The Way The Beloved Can Fit In My Heart, Two Thousand Lives Could Fit In This Body Of Mine. One Kernel Could Contain A Thousand Bushels, And A Hundred Worlds Pass Through The Eye Of The Needle.