To live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.

My soul gave me good counsel, teaching me to love. Love was for me a delicate thread stretched between two adjacent pegs, but now it has been transformed into a halo, its first is its last, and its last is its first. It encompases every being, slowly expanding to embrace all that ever will be.

Loosen the bonds of avarice from your hands and neck.

There is a force within that gives you life. Seek that.

The light which shines in the eye is really the light of the heart.. The light which fills the heart is the light of God, which is pure and separate from the light of intellect and sense.

You must lance an ulcer to heal it. You must tear down parts of an old building to restore it, and so it is with a sensual life that has no spirit in it.

Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape.