Both light and shadow are the dance of Love.

Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. When the ocean is searching for you, don't walk into the river. Listen to the ocean.

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.

What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality.

No more words. Hear only the voice within.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.