You must ask for what you really want. / Don't go back to sleep. / The door is round and open. / Don't go back to sleep.

Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.

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

In the silence between your heartbeat bides a summons. Do you hear it? Name it if you must, or leave it forever nameless, but why pretend it is not there?

Let the beauty we love do what we do.

I'm dominated by Love, By my passion of love for Love

A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower.