A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.

You've been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under, and deeper under, a thousand times deeper!

If you want to ascend like the Prophet to the sky of immortality, know this very well: Fasting is your Arabian stallion.

If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.

My longing for you keeps me in this moment My passion gives me courage

Within tears, find hidden laughter Seek treasures amid ruins, sincere one.

He who tastes not, knows not.