Poems reach up like spindrift and the edge of driftwood along the beach, wanting! They derive from a slow and powerful root that we can’t see. Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks
Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absentminded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks
How are men to be secured in any rights without instruction how to be secured in the equal exercise of those rights without equality of instruction? By instruction understand me to mean knowledge – just knowledge not talent, not genius, not inventive mental powers. – Frances Wright
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. – Khalil Gibran
