Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
Whoever gives reverence receives reverence.
I want a trouble-maker for a lover, Blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame, Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate, Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.
What a relief to be empty! Then God can live your life.
The world is a mountain, in which your words are echoed back to you.
The result of my life is no more than three words: I was raw, I became cooked, I was burnt.