Sayings remain meaningless until they are embodied in habits.

Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret?

The best love come from the heart, not from the mouth.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.

Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy, you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your body and less of your raiment.

Hearts united in pain and sorrow will not be separated by joy and happiness. Bonds that are woven in sadness are stronger than the ties of joy and pleasure. Love that is washed by tears will remain eternally pure and faithful.