“My pearl, you send the words of Rumi for poor return: a mute priest adores the moon. That sound is a breeze across treetops. It is the earth, not I, that sighs.” – Robert Stikmanz

“We bend, we sway, we call it dancing instead of yielding. Yes?” – Robert Stikmanz

“Love, a little shell somewhere/on the ocean floor, opens its mouth./You and I and we, those imaginary beings,/enter the shell as a single drop of water.” -Rumi

“What’s so simple in the moonlight by the morning never is.” -Bright Eyes, “Lua”

“Bountiful is your life, full and complete.  Or so you think, until someone comes along and makes you realize what you have been missing all this time.  Like a mirror that reflects what is absent rather than present, he shows you the void in your soul–the void you have resisted seeing.” – Elif Shafak, “The Forty Rules of Love”

“I am an instrument in the shape/ of a woman trying to translate pulsations/ into images for the relief of the body/ and the reconstruction of the mind.”  – Adrienne Rich

“Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don’t stop to think, don’t interrupt the scream, exhale, release life’s rapture. Everything is blooming. Everything is flying. Everything is screaming, choking on its screams. Laughter. Running. Let-down hair. That is all there is to life. ” – Nabokov


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