Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

Join the community of saints and know the delight of your own Soul. Enter the ruins of your Heart and Learn the Meaning of Humility.

There is a loneliness more precious than life. There is a freedom more precious than the world. Infinitely more precious than life and the world is that moment when one is alone with God.

The interpretation that makes you ardent and hopeful and active and reverent is the true one.

A seeker of Truth looks beyond the apparent and contemplates the hidden.

I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life.