I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

Love is the bridge between you and everything.

Be drunk with Love, for Love is all that exists. Where is intimacy found if not in the give and take of Love.

Lovers don't meet in the end, they are in each other forever.

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.

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.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.