Break your pitcher against a rock. We don't need any longer to haul pieces of the ocean around.
Although the road is never ending take a step and keep walking, do not look fearfully into the distance... On this path let the heart be your guide for the body is hesitant and full of fear.
Where the lips are silent the heart has a thousand tongues.
If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.
No sickness worse than imagining thyself to be perfect can afflict thy soul.
O Beloved, where is the Beloved?