Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. |
Time marks us while we are marking time. |
What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible. |
A lively understandable spirit Once entertained you. It will come again. Be still. Wait. |
Love begets love. This torment is my joy. |
God bless the roots! Body and soul are one. |
Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley. |
A mind too active is no mind at all. |
I learn by going where I have to go. |
What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance. |
Love is not love until love's vulnerable. |
The soul has many motions, body one. |
I came to love, I came into my own. |