Only a Perfect One who is always laughing at the word two can make you know of Love.
Time is a factory where everyone slaves away earning enough love to break their own chains.
Love is simply creation's greatest joy.
This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.
We are People who need to love, because Love is the soul's life, Love is simply creation's greatest joy.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.
I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me that I can no longer call myself a man, a woman, an angel, or even a pure Soul. Love has befriended me so completely it has turned to ash and freed me of every concept and image my mind has ever known.
Everyone, whether he is self-denying or self-indulgent, is seeking after the Beloved. Every place may be the shrine of love, whether it be mosque or synagogue.
I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'
Your love should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger, only to someone who has the valor and daring to cut pieces of their soul off with a knife then weave them into a blanket to protect you.
The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.
What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!
All your wounds from craving love exist because of heroic deeds.
When all your desires are distilled; You will cast just two votes: To love more, And be happy.
Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.
The lips of the one I love are my perpetual pleasure.
Words have no language which can utter the secrets of love; and beyond the limits of expression is the expounding of desire.
Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.
Now is the time to understand that all your ideas of right and wrong were just a child's training wheels to be laid aside when you finally live with veracity and love.
I know the way you can get / When you have not had a drink of Love: / Your face hardens, / Your sweet muscles cramp. / Children become concerned / About a strange look that appears in your eyes / Which even begins to worry your own mirror / And nose.
Oh, you who are trying to learn the marvel of Love through the copy book of reason, I'm very much afraid that you will never really see the point.