“Even as the roots, shut in the darksome earth,Share in the tree top's joyance, and conceiveOf sunshine and wide air and winged things,By sympathy of nature, so do I”

“All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man. The air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.”

“Patanjali, Buddha, Moses and Jesus did not go to workshops or seminars or even churches. They went directly to nature: sat under a Bodhi tree or on top of a mountain or in a cave. … It is time to return to the source of this inspiration – the earth itself.”

“So what are you in the mood for? (Sunshine)How about naked Sunshine al dente covered in whipped cream and chocolate? We could even put a cherry on top. (Talon)”

“She loves you. Do you even know what to do with that?” I kissed the top of her head. “Cherish it like it’s the most precious thing on the face of the earth.”

“Through her, in microcosm, the wide earth sobbed. The starglobe sank in her; the colours faded. The death-dew rose and the wild birds in her breast climbed to her throat and gathered songless, hovering, all tumult, wing to wing, so ardent for those climes where all things end.”