“That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.”

The only Commandment I ever obeyed – ‘Consider the Lilies.

I felt it shelter to speak to you.

People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.

They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.

This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me.

The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.

Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.

If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your life by paying closer attention to the little things.

Open your life wide, and take me in forever. I will never be tired-I will never be noisy when you want to be still…nobody else will see me, but you-but that is enough-I shall not want any more.

We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.

Friends are nations in themselves.

I tasted life.

To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

Get the better of yourself – this is the best kind of victory.

I believe in the immeasurable power of love; that true love can endure any circumstance and reach across any distance.

I want a love that as deep as it feels, it breathes just as free.

Where they are walls, you soften me.

You’re not going to be persistent and tenacious enough if you don’t love what you’re doing. If it’s not something that excites you, that appeals to you deep down inside.

And when it feels too heavy to go on being you, lose a bit of yourself in me.

When there is no love, pour in love and you shall draw out love.

The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw, He dearly loved the lasses, O.