I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind.

Open your hands if you want to be held.

Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.

A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower.

If something makes you happy in this world, you should think of what will happen to you if that thing were taken away.

The love religion is all that is written here.

You do not see clearly the evil in yourself, else you would hate yourself with all your soul. Like the lion who sprang at his image in the water, you are only hurting yourself, O foolish man. When you reach the bottom of the well of your own nature, then you will know that the vileness was from yourself.