If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
I belong to no religion. My religion is love. Every heart is my temple.
One day you will take me completely out of myself, I'll do what the angels cannot do. Your eyelash will write on my cheek the poem that hasn't been thought of.
This dance is the joy of existence.
I went inside my heart to see how it was. Something there makes me hear the whole world weeping.
Oh you, straying heart, just come! Oh you, aching liver, just come! If the path to the gate is closed, Take the way by the wall, but come!