whenever you really feel something in your heart, it immediately transforms you, it becomes action.

The real feeling is involvement, committment. It is action,

One can never go against one's heart.
When you speak from the heart no action is needed

Intuition is to be in tune with oneself, totally in tune with oneself.

Once you fight with somebody, by and by you have to use the same techniques and the same ways. Then the enemy may be defeated, but by the time he defeated you have become your own enemy.

The world understands the mathematics of language, not of love.

There are many things that cannot be proved logically... love is- nobody has ever been able to prove what it is or what it is not - love is, love is.

Intelligence is the capacity to respond moment to moment to life as it happens. not according to a program.

si la vida te da limones, hay que hacer limonada

They're chaste, chasing each other —
one wing in the future, one in the past.

Robins in Love

Branched like an artery,
the dying oak leafs out
with February robins.
This is their layover month,

down to the Keys and back.
True snowbirds!
A man with a .45 and a measured eye
could pick them off one by one,

or sketch them — but why bother?
Imagination is enough,
like that bed you might
have shared with someone else.

They're chaste, chasing each other —
one wing in the future, one in the past.

“a single death is a tragedy, but the death of millions is a statistic” 

Nothing will come of nothing: speak again. (1.1.92) 

The weight of this sad time we must obey; 
Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. 
The oldest hath borne most: we that are young 
Shall never see so much, nor live so long. (5.3.325) 

King Lear

When I stand and contemplate my fate and see the path upon which you have led me, I reach my end, for artless I surrendered to one who is my undoing and my unend.

Of love and other demons
Garcia Marquez

One Truth

You say: evasive,
It won't hold water,
A sieve vs. vase

vis-à-vis I've saved
all the best truths
for this (the truth) a

nightlong longing for
a night of lying
with you. I do the

next best thing: a glance
(glancing) (it contains
all I want to contain)

Forgive the shy, the away. If
truth be told, I can't be true.

But what was there to say?

Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teethmarks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief.

Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.” 

Arundhati Roy

The only dream worth having is to dream that you will live while you are alive, and die only when you are dead. To love, to be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and vulgar disparity of the life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget."  

- Arundhati Roy

Afterwards
my decision encountered you
and from the rupture
that was breaking our hearts
we came forth clean again naked
loving each other,
without dream, without sad,
complete and radiant,
sealed by fire.