Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
Love is the energizing elixir of the Universe, the cause and effect of all Harmony.
The cure for pain is in the pain. Good and bad are mixed. If you don't have both, you don't belong with us.
The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.
The world is a playground, and death is the night.
Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.