“There is A madman inside of you Who is always running for office.”

Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

Light will someday split you open.

Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.

I wish I could show you the astonishing light of your own being.

Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.

Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.

How Do I Listen to others? As if everyone were my Master Speaking to me His Cherished Last Words.

I caught the happy virus last night When I was out singing beneath the stars. It is remarkably contagious – So kiss me.

The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.

The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.

All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.

Happiness is right in front of you.

Every desire of your body is holy; Every desire of your body is Holy.

Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun

The tide of my love Has risen so high let me flood over You.

Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.