A lover is always accused of something. But when he finds his love, whatever was lost in the looking comes back completely changed.

The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love's perfection.

O tongue you are an endless treasure. O tongue, you are also an endless disease.

The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.

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

Love is reckless; not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Loves comes on strong, consuming herself unabashed. Yet in the midst of suffering love proceeds like a millstone, hard surfaced and straight forward. Having died to self interest, she risks everything and asks for nothing. Love gambles away every gift God bestows. Without cause God gave us Being; without cause give it back again. Gambling yourself away is beyond any religion. Religion seeks grace and favor, but those who gamble these away are God's favorites, for they neither put God to the test nor knock at the door of gain and loss.

Your body is away from me, but there is a window open from my heart to yours.