Would you become a pilgrim on the road of love? The first condition is that you make yourself humble as dust and ashes.

In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.

Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light.

Learn the alchemy true human beings know. The moment you accept what troubles you've been given the door with open.

If I gaze at my beloved she may feel embarrassed and if I do not, she will feel neglected. I can see the stars reflecting in the calm water of her face but if I look away I lose my clarity.

Do not worry if all the candles in the world flicker and die. We have the spark that starts the fire.

Loosen the bonds of avarice from your hands and neck.