The day was cold, and every time the little transparent fans of water swept in and drew back, the wet sand mirrored a clear sky and the sun on its way down.

Some days after, the girl encountered her again, in a dream, as she was years ago: a very slender young woman in a long white skirt, her amber hair to her waist, her eyes coal black with ardor.

There are many rivers that we cross in our lifetime, unfortunately some of those rivers just don't have bridges.

But now we have time. Endless time stretches before us.

You think when Jesus comes back, he really wants to see a cross? That's like going up to Jackie Onassis with a rifle pendant on.

We live in America,' he said. 'Everyone who speaks English understands you. How they interpret you is something else.

When love is involved no sacrifice is too great.

Like you, she will have been with other people, but I've got a feeling there's something between you.

The Darkness has begun. There will be no dawn.

Our true reality is in our identity and unity with all life.

Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains!

We're all the same, we all think its better somewhere else; its better being older if you're younger - or its better being younger when we're older.