We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us.

True beauty is a ray That springs from the sacred depths of the soul, and illuminates the body, just as life springs from the kernel of a stone and gives colour and scent to a flower.

This world's existence is one night long. There's a great lively gathering that night, but some people sleep through it.

Even though you tie a hundred knots, the string remains one.

Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.

Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings.... Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.

I don't want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.