The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal.

You people have no imagination!

I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now... Come further up, come further in!

Now Eros makes a man really want, not a woman, but one particular woman. In some mysterious but quite indisputable fashion the lover desires the Beloved herself, not the pleasure she can give.

It is when we notice the dirt that God is most present in us; it is the very sign of His presence.

You die and die and then you are beyond death.

Gone! ...And you and I quite crestfallen.