”Guruji, I said. ”You have seen my life, met my friends. As a big yogi to a little yogi, do you have any advice for me?”

”Yes,” he replied. ”Each morning, wake up. Do as much yoga as you want. Maybe you’ll eat, maybe you”ll fast. Maybe you’ll sleep indoors, maybe you’ll sleep outdoors. The next morning, wake up. Do as much yoga as you want. Maybe you’ll eat, maybe you’ll fast. Maybe you’ll sleep indoors, maybe you’ll sleep outdoors. Practice yoga, and all is coming! ”

”Thank you, Guruji, ” I said. ”Other adults tell me to get a haircut and a job. You tell me to practice yoga and all is coming!”

”A Zen master sprinkled some dirt into a glass of water. The student watched as the water turned muddy. “What do you do when you can’t see the way?” asked the master. The student stared at the glass. He knew there was a connection between the muddy water and the master’s question, but he couldn’t work it out. He racked his brains until finally the dirt settled to the bottom of the glass, leaving the water clear again. “You wait”, answered the student at last.”

“There is always a door. And a door can be either open or shut. The difference is me!”

“The man who would save us is the destroyer. But the tenderness of giving in can defeat any power.”

“Deep inside everybody is a dream.”

“The cycle of death knows no beginning and no end.”

“Paint drips like tears. Gravity pulls everything down. It’s only natural.”

“Sitting on wheels. Paralyzed soul. Nowhere to go. Fast.”

“A scarecrow. And birds. Efficient! Wish I had one like that to keep the idiots away.”

“The panic that consumes you is the fear of order.”

“Men can be such monsters. It’s simply disgusting. Whatever happened to elegance and sophistication?”

“Everybody hides their true face. Thats probably for the best.”

“The spring is fresh and fearless
And every leaf is new,
The world is brimmed with moonlight,
The lilac brimmed with dew.

Here in the moving shadows
I catch my breath and sing–
My heart is fresh and fearless
And over-brimmed with spring.” May Night

“I hoped that he would love me,
And he has kissed my mouth,
But I am like a stricken bird
That cannot reach the south.

For tho’ I know he loves me,
To-night my heart is sad;
His kiss was not so wonderful
As all the dreams I had.” The Kiss

“Love me when I least deserve it, because that’s when I really need it.”

”I know my right from wrong. I just prefer wrong. “

“To know the road ahead, ask those coming back”. Chinese proverb

“The first duty of love is to listen”. Paul Tillich

“Kissing is like drinking salted water: you drink and your thirst increases”. Chinese proverb

“He who would leap high must take a long run”. Danish proverb

“She tells her love while half asleep,

In the dark hours,

With half – words whispered low:

As Earth stirs in her winter sleep

And puts out grass and flowers

Despite the snow,

Despite the falling snow. ” She Tells Her Sleep

“Cordoba.

Far away and alone.

Black pony, big moon,

and olives in my saddle-bag.

Although I know the roads

I’ll never reach Cordoba.

Through the pain, through the wind,

black pony, red moon.

Death is looking at me

from the towers of Cordoba.

Ay! How long the road!

Ay! My valiant pony!

Ay! That death should wait me

before I reach Cordoba.

Cordoba.

Far away and alone.” Song of The Rider

“Cut. Clean. If read I clean. Blood spurting, dripping, spilling. All over her new dress. Oh well, it was red anyway. Life draining in to an uncertain death. She won’t die. This time. Someone’ll find her. Just wait till next time…”