Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
A shadow cannot ignore the sun that all day creates and moves it.
Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.
Love is our steady guide on this road full of hardships.
Your body is woven from the Light of Heaven.
Be suspicious of what you want.