He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyes and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.
Facts are many, but the truth is one.
Let life be a deep let-go. See God opening millions of flowers every day without forcing the buds.
Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.
Love is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
Love must be one and two at the same time.
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.
Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.