You could string a hundred endless days together, My soul would find no comfort from this pain. You laugh at my tale? You may be educated But you haven’t learned to love till you’re insane

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.

When you see the setting, wait for the rising. Why worry about a sunset or a fading moon?

Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses.

There is my body, in it an ocean formed of his glory, all the creation, all the universes, all the galaxies, are lost in it.

Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.

Seek the sound that never ceases. Seek the sun that never sets.