Dance where you can break yourself up to pieces and totally abandon your worldly passions.
There is no worse torture than knowing intellectually about love and the way.
Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
You are not meant for crawling, so don't. You have wings. Learn to use them and fly.
I don’t know why; when I look at you, I see myself
You are not your body; you are the eye. When you see the spirit, you are free of the body. A human being is an eye – the rest is just flesh and bones. Whatever your eye sees, you are that.