Lovers think they are looking for each other, but there is only one search: wandering This world is wandering that, both inside one transparent sky. In here there is no dogma and no heresy.

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don't give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.

They are the privileged lovers who create a new world with their eyes of fiery passion.

Break your pitcher against a rock. We don't need any longer to haul pieces of the ocean around.

A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.

The body is not hidden from the soul, nor is the soul hidden from the body, and yet the soul is not for everyone to see.