Tender words we spoke to one another are sealed in the secret vaults of heaven. One day like rain, they will fall to earth and grow green all over the world.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

Enough of words. Come to me without a sound.

The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire.

Forget every touch or sound that did not teach you how to dance

Speak any language, Turkish, Greek, Persian, Arabic, but always speak with love

The life of this world is nothing but the harmony of opposites