They say 'He cannot be found'. Something that cannot be 'found' is what I desire.
Through love, all pain will turn to medicine.
Whosoever knoweth the power of the dance, dwelleth in God.
Students of cunning have consumed their hearts and learned only tricks; they've thrown away real riches: patience, self-sacrifice, generosity. Rich thought opens the way.
Such a strong thing LOVE, changes everything.
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.