He who tastes not, knows not.

Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song.

For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.

The men of God are like fishes in the ocean; they pop up into view on the surface here and there and everywhere, as they please.

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don't give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.

Nothing is meaningful except surrendering to love. Do it.