Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.

Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself

Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support.

When your love contracts in anger, the atmosphere itself feels threatening. But when you’re expansive, no matter what the weather, you’re in an open, windy field with friends.

You have Within you more love than you could ever understand.

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.

There are lovers content with longing. I’m not one of them.