Hell Is Not In Torture; Hell Is

If We Were To All Sit In A Circle And Confess Our Sins, We Would Laugh At Each Other For Lack Of Originality.

Would That I Could Be The Peacemaker In Your Soul, That I Might Turn The Discord And The Rivalry Of Your Elements Into Oneness And Melody.

Life Without Love Is Like A Tree Without Blossoms Or Fruit.

Make Me, Oh God, The Prey Of The Lion, Ere You Make The Rabbit My Prey

A Woman Whom Providence Has Provided With Beauty Of Spirit And Body Is A Truth, At The Same Time Both Open And Secret, Which We Can Understand Only By Love, And Touch Only By Virtue.