And he misses her Like a wind starved sail He sits knowing what direction to go But the current keeps pulling him Down river.

My dear soul, flee from the worthless, stay close only to those with a pure heart. Like attracts like. A crow will lead you to the graveyard, a parrot to a lump of sugar.

He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Your eyelashes will write on my heart the poem that could never come from the pen of a poet.

A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute

For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.