No one should ever be punished for feeling love.

Marriage is a blast. Like a bomb.

If you want to speak to someone you cannot touch, see, or hear, the voice of love will transmit with or without a phone. It crosses all borders and travels through time and walls.

Just as the rain carries positive ions, so does change make you more apt to experience love with an expansive heart.

Jealousy is not a result of love. It is a result of crossed relationship boundaries. Love and relationships should not be confused.

Some say ignorance is bliss, I say love is.

You cannot predict the future but you can love and then love some more.

Non-attachment grounded in faith allows good to return to you.

Art has one purpose, that is to leave you changed. Love has one purpose, that is to create art.

When something can be read without effort, great effort has gone into its writing.

Irony can be tiresome when what you really need is a hug.

Whales are killed today to supply the limited demand for whale meat or to be used in pet foods or as fodder for fur-bearing animals used in the fur trade.

Remarkable contributions are typically spawned by a passionate commitment to transcendent values such as beauty, truth, wisdom, justice, charity, fidelity, joy, courage and honor.

Love is the spirit that motivates the artist's journey.

Despite the solace of hypocritical religiosity and its seductive promise of an after-life of heavenly bliss, most of us will do anything to thwart the inevitable victory of biological death.

The artist is extremely lucky who is presented with the worst possible ordeal which will not actually kill him. At that point, he's in business.

God's training ground, where the missionary weapons are found, is the hidden, personal, worshiping life of the saint.

Despite our significant public-policy differences, I commend Jim Wallis for advocating religious belief as an invaluable resource in addressing the urgent moral and social crises of our time.

I am earth, earth My heart's love Bursts with hay and flowers. I am a lake of blue air In which my own appointed place Field and valley Stand reflected