Come Dance with Me , come dance.

The world is like an eye, a beard, a spot of beauty and eyebrow, Where each thing is neatly in place.

I know you have a hundred complex cases against God in court, but never mind, let's just get out of this mess.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.

Thou learnest no secret until thou knowest friendship, since to the unsound no heavenly knowledge enters.

The world is a bride of surpassing beauty-but remember that this maiden is never bound to anyone.

'Tis writ on Paradise's gate, Woe to the dupe that yields to fate!