Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.

People want you to be happy. Don't keep serving them your pain! If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves.

Return from existence to nonexistence. You are seeking the Lord and you belong to him. Nonexistence is a place of income; flee it not. This existence of more and less is a place of expenditure.

My heart is burning with love. All I can see is this flame. My heart is burning with passion, like waves on an ocean. I'm at home, wherever I am. And in the room of lovers, I can see with closed eyes the beauty that dances. Behind the veils, intoxicated with love, I too dance the rhythm of this moving world.

A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.

My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

Giving thanks for abundance is sweeter than the abundance itself.