The whole business of love is to drown in the sea.
A pure heart, open to the Light, will be filled with the elixir of Truth.
Let yourself be gently pulled by the deeper desire of what you want.
Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.
Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.
I don’t know why; when I look at you, I see myself