It Is A Great Mystery That Though

A Nice Definition Of An Awakened Person: A Person Who No Longer Marches To The Drums Of Society, A Person Who Dances To The Tune Of The Music That Springs Up From Within.

Happiness Is Not Something You Acquire; Love Is Not Something You Produce; Love Is Not Something You Have; Love Is Something That Has You.

Every Word, Every Image Used For God Is A Distortion More Than A Description.

The Rose Does Not Preen Herself To Catch My Eye. She Blooms Because She Blooms. A Saint Is A Saint Until He Knows He Is One.

A Prisoner Lived In Solitary Confinement For Years. He Saw And Spoke To No One And His Meals Were Served Through An Opening In The Wall. One Day An Ant Came Into His Cell. The Man Contemplated It In Fascination As It Crawled Around The Room. He Held It In The Palm Of His Hand The Better To Observe It, Gave It A Grain Or Two, And Kept It Under His Tin Cup At Night. One Day It Suddenly Struck Him That It Had Taken Him Ten Long Years Of Solitary Confinement To Open His Eyes To The Loveliness Of An Ant.