You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !

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."

To persevere with the will to understand in the face of obstacles is the heroism of consciousness.

Yeah, try wearing a piss cutter for eight years… then it wouldn’t be so bad.

Reading Proust is like bathing in someone else's dirty water.

Chicks dig me because I rarely wear underwear, and when I do, it's usually something unusual.

To me, bigger is better.

Art is magic, not logic. This craze for the logical spirit in irrational shape is part of the present harmful mania for uniformity.

There is no one who cannot be hated, against whatever odds. Nor anyone who cannot be loved, against all reason.

I did some things to some people that was downright evil. Is it karma coming back to me - so much drama.

Why are young adults so self-centered and always seeking instant gratification? Because older adults, often in positions of power, paint them that way.

I would argue that nothing gives life more purpose than the realization that every moment of consciousness is a precious and fragile gift.