Defeat, my defeat, my deathless courage, You and I shall laugh together with the storm, And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us, and we shall stand in the sun with a will, And we shall be dangerous.
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes...
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise. I rise. I rise.
To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
Let everything happen to you: Beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Two roads diverged in a wood and I – I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth.
I have miles to go before I sleep...
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life’s search for love and wisdom.
Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it. It will turn to gold. Resurrection will be now. Every moment, a new beauty.
In every religion there is love, yet love has no religion.
Don’t get lost in your pain, know that one day your pain will become your cure.
Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.
If light is in your heart, you will find your way home.
Move, but don’t move the way fear makes you move.