The world is nothing but a moment.

Since I was cut from the reedbed I have made this crying sound. Anyone separated from someone he loves understands what I say. Anyone pulled from a Source longs to go back.

I cannot sleep in your presence In your absence, tears prevent me you watch me my beloved on each sleepiness night and Only you see the difference

If you knew the secret of life, you too would choose no other companion but love.

Knowing that conscious decisions and personal memory are much too small a place to live, every human being streams at night into the loving nowhere, or during the day, in some absorbing work.

Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.

...Blessed is anyone who knows who he or she really is and builds a place to live there.