“We are People who need to love, because Love is the soul’s life, Love is simply creation’s greatest joy.”

An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.

When no one is looking, I swallow deserts and clouds and chew on mountains knowing they are sweet bones! When no one is looking and I want to kiss God, I just lift my own hand to my mouth.

God and I have built an immense fire together. We keep each other happy and warm.

I am in love with every church And mosque And temple And any kind of shrine Because I know it is there That people say the different names Of the One God.

I rarely let the word NO escape from my mouth, because it is so plain to my soul that God has shouted, Yes! Yes! Yes! To every luminous movement in existence.

It is written on the gate of heaven: Nothing in existence is more powerful than destiny. And destiny brought you here, to this page, which is part of your ticket-as all things are-to return to God.

A poet is someone Who can pour Light into a spoon, Then raise it To nourish Your beautiful parched, holy mouth.

What we speak becomes the house we live in.

What is the root of all these words? One thing: Love. But a love so deep and sweet it needed to express itself with scents, sounds, colors that never before existed.

Only heart to heart can speak the bliss of mystic knowers.

I know the way you can get / When you have not had a drink of Love: / Your face hardens, / Your sweet muscles cramp. / Children become concerned / About a strange look that appears in your eyes / Which even begins to worry your own mirror / And nose.

There is an ambush everywhere from the army of accidents; therefore the rider of life runs with loosened reins.

Not loving is a letting go. Listen, The terrain around here Is Far too Dangerous For That.

This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.

The beauty of You delights me. The sight of You amazes me. For the Pearl does this… and the Ocean does that.

Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.

We all have the chance to create a world where extreme poverty is the exception rather than the rule.

God created everything by number, weight and measure.

Those skilled at making the enemy move do so by creating a situation to which he must conform; they entice him with something he is certain to take, and with lures of ostensible profit they await him in strength.

Invention is the most important product of man’s creative brain. The ultimate purpose is the complete mastery of mind over the material world, the harnessing of human nature to human needs.

The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love.

How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.

So astounding are the facts in this connection, that it would seem as though the Creator, himself had electrically designed this planet.

None of us are as creative as all of us.