Smiles come best from those who weep.

Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say.

Achieve some perfection [excellence] yourself, so that you may not fall into sorrow by seeing the perfection in others.

Love asks us to enjoy our life For nothing good can come of death. Who is alive? I ask. Those who are born of love. Seek us in love itself, Seek love in us ourselves. Sometimes I venerate love, Sometimes it venerates me.

Is your face a beautiful blossom or a sweet torture? I have no complaints but my heart is tempted to let you hear of its sorrows.

Love's nationality is separate from all other religions, The lover's religion and nationality is the Beloved (God). The lover's cause is separate from all other causes Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.

Love is an emotion. Totally silent and inexpressible with words.