For the thirst to possess your love, Is worth my blood a hundred times.

If I gaze at my beloved she may feel embarrassed and if I do not, she will feel neglected. I can see the stars reflecting in the calm water of her face but if I look away I lose my clarity.

Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives. But this dove here senses the love hawk floating above, and waits, and will not be driven or scared to safety.

There is no worse torture than knowing intellectually about love and the way.

Those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

Our greatest strength lies in the gentleness and tenderness of our heart.

This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.