Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.

Know that a word suddenly shot from the tongue is like an arrow shot from the bow. Son, that arrow won't turn back on its way; you must damn the torrent at its source.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

She loved him so much she concealed his name in many phrases, the inner meanings known only to her.

Until the juice ferments a while in the cask, it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright, you must do a little work.

Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.