Love asks us to enjoy our life For nothing good can come of death. Who is alive? I ask. Those who are born of love. Seek us in love itself, Seek love in us ourselves. Sometimes I venerate love, Sometimes it venerates me.

No one looks back and regrets leaving this world. What's regretted is how real we thought it was.

We've given up making a living, its all this crazy love poetry now!

Since Love has made ruins of my heart The sun must come and illumine them. Such generosity has broken me with shame.

I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

Our greatest strength lies in the gentleness and tenderness of our heart.