I came to love, I came into my own.

Time marks us while we are marking time.

I learn by going where I have to go.

The soul has many motions, body one.

Love is not love until love’s vulnerable.

A mind too active is no mind at all.

God bless the roots! Body and soul are one.

Love begets love. This torment is my joy.

What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance.

A lively understandable spirit Once entertained you. It will come again. Be still. Wait.

What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.

Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley.

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.