Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else?

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

I LOVE my friends neither with my heart nor with my mind. Just in case... HEART might stop. MIND can forget. I Love them with my Soul. SOUL never stops or forgets.

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

When the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

It's your road & yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you

Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence."

Life is a weird place, what gonna happen next? No one knows it and nothing is guaranteed.

Just as the poet is a menace to conformity, he is also a constant threat to political dictators. He is always on the verge of blowing up the assembly line of political power.

Choose your life's mate carefully. From this one decision will come 90 percent of all your happiness or misery.

No one should be ashamed to admit they are wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that they are wiser today than they were yesterday.

Do not help your jailers to pretend that their jail is your natural state of existence.

I like the 50s, party-movie aesthetic of the beach. I'm not really into modern-day beach.

Since photography gives us every guarantee of exactitude that we could desire (they really believe that, the mad fools !), then photography and art are the same thing.

Ballroom dancing is a contact sport. Rugby is a collision sport.

Why, if someone is good in one field can they not be accepted or given the slightest opportunity to express and be creative in other fields?

His hands reached for me, gripping my hipbones and pulling me forward. he stared down at me, his voice low. "There are some things I will make time for, Jacqueline.