This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First, to let go of life. In the end, to take a step without feet; to regard this world as invisible, and to disregard what appears to be the self. Heart, I said, what a gift it has been to enter this circle of lovers, to see beyond seeing itself, to reach and feel within the breast.

I want a heart which is split, part by part, because of the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longing and complaint to it.

When you are dead, seek for your resting place not in the earth, but in the hearts of men.

Travel brings power and love back into your life.

You must ask for what you really want. / Don't go back to sleep. / The door is round and open. / Don't go back to sleep.

Go to the well of deep Love inside each of Us.

We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat!