Love is its own reward.

It is for the very reason that we cannot control other people and that they may be very different to us that something alive and interesting may happen in life.

Love isn’t a spell. Not if it’s the sort of love that wakes us up. Then it’s a spell-breaker, not a spell-maker.

Looking is only for those who cannot see.

The desire for connection with the Divine and our formless inner self is at the foundation of all desire for human connection.

More than nakedness,for there is no cover to take.The fire in your eyesis ringed with water; wide and cool.We are far from the brutal place,but you do not think so.You take my hand and disappear like you were never there, except that I am now somewhere else.

If love isn't there, nothing will grow. If it is, there is always hope and it will win in the end. Love is vital and sacrosanct.

It's not about finding the right person. People are not that right.

We draw into our life those who will help us to grow. Naturally, we tend to have mixed feelings about those very people but they are marked for us. We have forgotten that we wrote them an invitation some time ago. We look at them as if they are intruders when all along they are our guests.