I said to the night, "If you are in love with the moon, it is because you never stay for long." The night turned to me and said, "It is not my fault. I never see the Sun, how can I know that love is endless?

The fault is in the one who blames. Spirit sees nothing to criticize.

There is nothing I want but your Presence. In friendship, time dissolves.

In Silence there is eloquence.

Swim out of your little pond.

Bitter your acts, bitter am I, Kindness your deeds, kindness am I, Pleasant and gentle, so you are, Fine honeyed lips and sweet talker.

For me to praise is interrupting praise.