Your happy songs bring to me the scent of Heaven. Please keep singing!

I am filled with you. Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul. There's no room for lack of trust, or trust. Nothing in this existence but that existence.

Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.

And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be, Without your love's security?

When you notice a fault in your neighbour, search for the same in yourself.

The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart

Inside the Great Mystery that is, we don't really own anything. What is this competition we feel then, before we go, one at a time, through the same gate?