If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.
Make my heart, O heart of the universe, a divine bird that nests only on the throne of God.
One drop of that ocean is Hope, and the rest is fear.
Like a sculptor, if necessary, carve a friend out of stone. Realize that your inner sight is blind and try to see a treasure in everyone.
Like a shadow, I am and I am not.
Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.