Fasting is an amazing thing. It gives people heart and soul.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.
We are the mirror - As well as the face in it.
What is the mirror of Being? Non-being. Bring non-being as your gift, if you are not a fool.
The breath of the flute player: does it belong to the flute?