What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
Stop looking for something out there and begin seeing within.
Let us carve gems out of our stony hearts and let them light our path to love.
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.
Whatever purifies you is the correct road.
Love is that flame that once kindled burns everything, and only the mystery and the journey remain.