The only people for me are the mad ones – Jack Kerouac (from ‘On the Road’)
The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time,
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
You are my husband, you are my wife
My feet shall run because of you
My feet dance because of you
My heart shall beat because of you
My eyes see because of you
My mind thinks because of you –
and I shall love, because of you.
When two people are at one in their inmost hearts,
they shatter even the strength of iron or bronze.
And when two people understand each other in their inmost hearts,
their words are sweet and strong,
like the fragrance of orchids.
(From) the I Ching
I bow deeply – Thich Nhat Hanh
Standing quietly by the fence, you smile your wondrous smile,
I am speechless, and my senses are filled by the sounds of your beautiful song,
beginningless and endless.
I bow deeply to you.
Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.”
Look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky.