Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.
If you knew the secret of life, you too would choose no other companion but love.
Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.
A warm, rainy day-this is how it feels when friends get together. Friend refreshes friend then, as flowers do each others, in a spring rain.