I Said, O Love, Tell Me This:

Birdsong Brings Relief To My Longing. I Am Just As Ecstatic As They Are, But With Nothing To Say.

Half-heartedness Doesn't Reach Into Majesty. You Set Out To Find God, But Then You Keep Stopping For Long Periods At Meanspirited Roadhouses.

What Can I Do My Friends, If I Do Not Know? I Am Neither Christian Nor Jew, Nor Muslim Nor Hindu. What Can I Do? What Can I Do? Not Of The East, Nor Of The West, Nor Of The Land, Nor Of The Sea, Not Of Nature's Essence, Nor Of Circling Heavens. What Could I Be?

To Me Nothing In The World Is As Precious As A Genuine Smile, Especially From A Child.

Never Be Without Remembrance Of Him, For His Remembrance Gives Strength And Wings To The Bird Of The Spirit.