The very center of your heart is where life begins. The most beautiful place on earth.
When it's cold and raining,you are more beautiful.And the snow brings meeven closer to your lipsThe inner secret, that which was never born,you are that freshness, and I am with you now.I can't explain the goings,or the comings. You enter suddenly,and I am nowhere again.Inside the majesty
In real existence there is only unity.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
To me nothing in the world is as precious as a genuine smile, especially from a child.
What is the mirror of Being? Non-being. Bring non-being as your gift, if you are not a fool.