If you love someone, you are always joined with them--in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.
Our death is our wedding with eternity.
There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
Listen, O drop, give yourself up without regret, and in exchange gain the Ocean.
We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat!
Innumerable changes of moods are yours, and they are uncontrolled by you. If you knew their origin, you would be able to dominate them. If you cannot localize your own changes, how can you localize that which formed you?