As Long As An Angel Is Not

Everyone Has Been Made For Some Particular Work, And The Desire For That Work Has Been Put In Every Heart.

All We Really Want Is Love's Confusing Joy.

From The Urgent Way Lovers Want Each Other To The Seeker's Search For Truth, All Moving Is From The Mover. Every Pull Draws Us To The Ocean.

Indeed Envy Is A Defect; Worse Than Any Other.

What You Have Despised In Yourself As A Thorn Opens Into A Rose.