Sit with lovers and choose their state. Do not stay long with those who are not living in the heart.
I've said before that every craftsman searches for what's not there to practice his craft.
I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.
My soul gave me good counsel, teaching me to love. Love was for me a delicate thread stretched between two adjacent pegs, but now it has been transformed into a halo, its first is its last, and its last is its first. It encompases every being, slowly expanding to embrace all that ever will be.
Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.
Smiles come best from those who weep.