Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.

There cannot be self-restraint in the absence of desire: when there is no adversary, what avails thy courage? Hark, do not castrate thyself, do not become a monk: chastity depends on the existence of lust.

Tear off the mask. Your face is glorious

I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.

Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.

For me to praise is interrupting praise.

Drink from the presence of saints, not from those other jars.