Walk out like someone suddenly born into colour. Do it now.
Swim out of your little pond.
The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.
Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season.
My soul is my guide, for my soul is of that abode. I will not speak of the earthly. I am of the unknown
Why set your heart on a piece ofearth,seek out the source which shines forever.