Except for Love, nothing you see will remain forever.
You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don't know the value of your own soul, it's all foolishness.
Is your face a beautiful blossom or a sweet torture? I have no complaints but my heart is tempted to let you hear of its sorrows.
If there were no way into God, I would not have lain in the grave of this body so long.
Through love, all pain will turn to medicine.
Sell your presence and purchase bewilderment.