Everything You See Has Its Roots In

If The Foot Of The Trees Were Not Tied To Earth, They Would Be Pursuing Me; For I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

There Is Little One Can Say About Love. It Has To Be Lived, And It's Always In Motion.

With Each Passing Moment, A Soul Sets Off To Find Itself.

Take Someone Who Doesn't Keep Score, Who's Not Looking To Be Richer, Or Afraid Of Losing, Who Has Not The Slightest Interest Even In His Own Personality: He's Free.

Let Your Teacher Be Love Itself.