As You Live Deeper In The Heart,

If The House Of The World Is Dark, Love Will Find A Way To Create Windows.

I Am So Small I Can Hardly Be Seen. How Can This Great Love Be Inside Me? Look At Your Eyes. They Are Small, But They See Enormous Things.

Poetry Can Be Dangerous, Especially Beautiful Poetry, Because It Gives The Illusion Of Having Had The Experience Without Actually Going Through It.

And Watch Two Men Washing Clothes, One Makes Dry Clothes Wet. The Other Makes Wet Clothes Dry. They Seem To Be Thwarting Each Other, But Their Work Is A Perfect Harmony. Every Holy Person Seems To Have A Different Doctrine And Practice, But There's Really Only One Work.

Happy Is The Moment We Sit Together, With Two Forms, With Two Faces, Yet One Soul. You And I.