All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

We often need to be refreshed.

If the Beautiful One is not inside you, then what is that Light hidden under your cloak?

No more words. Hear only the voice within.

Every step I take is a blessing.

The soul: a wide listening sky with thousands of candles.

Only love itself can explain love and lovers.