Nothing is meaningful except surrendering to love. Do it.
One drop of that ocean is Hope, and the rest is fear.
Happy is the moment we sit together, with two forms, with two faces, yet one soul. You and I.
Love is a river. Drink from it.
You fill yourself with the sharp pain of love, rather than its fulfillment.
Lovers think they are looking for each other, but there is only one search: wandering This world is wandering that, both inside one transparent sky. In here there is no dogma and no heresy.