Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
Know that the mirror of the heart is boundless. . . Here, opinions become silent, otherwise they will lead you into errors. . . for the heart is sacred - even more the heart is sacredness itself.
Heart is a sea, language is the shore. Whatever is in a sea hits the shore.
There's a path from your HEART to mine.
I love myself...I love you. I love you...I love myself.
What is the Heart? A flower opening.