He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun

I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks.

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Earth tries to work sorcery on us, saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, but we outwit that spell by enjoying this now.

There's no need to travel anywhere. Journey within yourself.

I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing

You wander from room to room Hunting for the diamond necklace That is already around your neck!