There is little one can say about love. It has to be lived, and it's always in motion.
Sit, be still, and listen, because you're drunk and we're at the edge of the roof.
I have found the heart and will never leave This house of light.
Youโre a song, a wished-for song.
Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.
The light which shines in the eye is really the light of the heart.