Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have mercy on one who sheds tears; if you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.

Love opens my chest, and thought returns to its confines.

Dear soul, don't set a high value on someone before they deserve it; You either lose them or ruin yourself...!

Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon; How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.

This being human is a guest house. Every morning is a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor...Welcome and entertain them all. Treat each guest honorably. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.

The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.