You have no idea how hard I've looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What's the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It's no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.

In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances

Know that a word suddenly shot from the tongue is like an arrow shot from the bow. Son, that arrow won't turn back on its way; you must damn the torrent at its source.

The day is conscious of itself.

This is a subtle truth. Whatever you love, you are.

You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you.

I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way. Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.