Come Dance with Me , come dance.

On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.

Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.

I am happy even before I have a reason.

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

Words have no language which can utter the secrets of love; and beyond the limits of expression is the expounding of desire.

There is no pleasure without a tincture of bitterness.