When Soul Rises Into Lips You Feel

My Sight My Heart My Life All Three Words I Have Woven Into One ... Love.

There Is A Secret Medicine Given Only To Those Who Hurt So Hard They Can't Hope. The Hopers Would Feel Slighted If They Knew.

I Belong To No Religion. My Religion Is Love. Every Heart Is My Temple.

There Is A City In Which You Find Everything You Desire-handsome People, Pleasures, Ornaments Of Every Kind-all That The Natural Person Craves. However, You Cannot Find A Single Wise Person There.

There Came One And Knocked At The Door Of The Beloved. And A Voice Answered And Said, 'who Is There?' The Lover Replied, 'it Is I.' 'go Hence,' Returned The Voice; 'there Is No Room Within For Thee And Me.' Then Came The Lover A Second Time And Knocked And Again The Voice Demanded, 'who Is There?' He Answered, 'it Is Thou.' 'enter,' Said The Voice, 'for I Am Within.