It Was Our Creator Who Led Us

We Are Pain And What Cures Pain, Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. I Want To Hold You Close Like A Lute, So That We Can Cry Out With Loving. Would You Rather Throw Stones At A Mirror? I Am Your Mirror And Here Are The Stones.

You Believe God Is Not There, But He Is, Hidden In The Secret Of The Divine Mystery

Stop Learning. Start Knowing

Love And Lover Live In Eternity. Other Desires Are Substitutes For That Way Of Being.

Awe Is The Salve That Will Heal Our Eyes.