There is one way of breathing that is shameful and constricted. Then, there's another way: a breath of love that takes you all the way to infinity.

You sit here for days saying, this is a strange business. You're the strange business. You have the energy of the sun in you, but you keep knotting it up at the base of your spine.

Love's nationality is separate from all other religions, The lover's religion and nationality is the Beloved (God). The lover's cause is separate from all other causes Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.

Light the incense! You have to burn to be fragrant.

Let go of your mind and then be mindful. Close your ears and listen!

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.