“That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is..”

Blood is the rose of mysterious union.

Choose the day and choose the sign of your day! The day’s divinity! First thing you see!!

Most people love you for who you pretend to be.

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection.

The time to hesitate is through.

The Night is young & full of rest I can’t describe the way she’s dress’d She’ll pander to some strange requests Anything that you suggest Anything to please her guest.

Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.

A kind of electric wedding. We hide ourselves in the music to reveal ourselves.

Violence isn’t always evil. What’s evil is the infatuation with violence.

Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous

Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom? Have you been born yet & are you alive?

I think the highest and lowest points are the important ones. Anything else is just…in between.

How can I set free anyone who doesn’t have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom? I think it’s a lie – people claim they want to be free

A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.

You feel your strength in the experience of pain.

The most loving parents and relatives commit murder with smiles on their faces.

Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love – but sometimes it was so hard to love.

In meditation take care not to impose anything on the mind, or to tax it. When you meditate there should be no effort to control, and no attempt to be peaceful.

Socialism is when government’s taking care of you, you send all your money to the government, the government decides how to spend it instead of letting the people spend it and make all those decisions.

I just plug in and let go.

Its about letting go so you can get what what you want.

One of the things that’s complicated about writing anything is that it’s an act of narcissism, and then of course once it sails out into the world, you have to let go of it.

Live every second, Here and now . Don’t let go, Before it’s to late

[Calvin, who has the chicken pox, calls Susie on the telephone.] Susie: Hello? Calvin: Hi, Susie! It’s me, Calvin! I was wondering if you’d like to come over and play. Susie: Why, sure! Boy,