Oh my friend, all that you see of me is a shell, the rest belongs to love.

A secret freedom opens through a crevice you can barely see.

The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.

Tear off the mask. Your face is glorious

Stars burn clear all night till dawn. Do that yourself, and a spring will rise in the dark with water your deepest thirst is for.

Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises

Love is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Imagine, a suspended ocean, riding on a cushion of ancient secrets.