Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains...

Love opens my chest, and thought returns to its confines.

Reason is powerless in the expression of Love. Love alone is capable of revealing the truth of Love and being a Lover. The way of our prophets is the way of Truth. If you want to live, die in Love; die in Love if you want to remain alive.

You wander from room to room Hunting for the diamond necklace That is already around your neck!

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

How should Spring bring forth a garden on hard stone? Become earth, that you may grow flowers of many colors. For you have been heart-breaking rock. Once, for the sake of experiment, be earth!

In your beauty, how to make poems.