When you were in love you knew no fear or hatred.

When you were in love, you knew no fear or hatred. When you were fearful, there was no possibility of love or hate. And when there was hate, there was only hate.

I wanted you to thank you for being my friend and letting me play a part in your story.

You think sex is dirty. You have a dirty mind.

My whole life had been an uninterrupted act of loving him.

I turned to look into his face one last time. It was as if I could see the whole universe in his eyes. Maybe he was God, maybe he was simply enlightened. I didn't care right then, in that blessed moment, I just loved him. Later, though, the love was to turn to hate, to fear. They seemed so opposite, the feelings, yet they were all one note on his flute.

A true teacher would never tell you what to do. But he would give you the knowledge with which you could decide what would be best for you to do.