...one cannot lodge in if.
We must die to become true human beings.
Watch for all that beauty reflecting from you and sing a love song to your existence.
I made an oath to myself: as long as I live as long as my soul remains in this body I won't deviate from the right way but later I looked to my left and then to my right and I saw our beloved everywhere how could I make a wrong turn?
You are the soul of the soul of the universe, and your name is Love.
Love is the cure, for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain until your eyes constantly exhale love as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.