And Love is the weaver of the sacred thread and the tapestry. For Love’s loom is the universe.

“Be patient, child!” said the Music. “But she will forget me.” “Do not worry, ch…”

“There was no necessity for either to have the last word. For the first word bec…”

“Look in every city or any town. Travel by foot, or train or plane. Do not settl…”

“Where are you, oh heart, which I loved from the start? Did you ever arrive? How…”