I am in Love with Love and Love is in love with me.
I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.
I want a heart which is split, part by part, because of the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longing and complaint to it.
Never lose hope, my heart, miracles dwell in the invisible. If the whole world turns against you keep your eyes on the Friend.
Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times, but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.
Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it.