I am an ark in the swift flood of time, and my companions, a fellowship. Who throws in with us sails into light.

Be motivated like the falcon, hunt gloriously. Be magnificent as the leopard, fight to win. Spend less time with nightingales and peacocks. One is all talk, the other only color.

Beyond ideas, there's a field. Will you meet me there?

If you knew the secret of life, you too would choose no other companion but love.

If the wine drinker has a deep gentleness in him, he will show that when drunk. But if he has hidden anger and arrogance, those appear.

I long to escape the prison of my ego and lose myself in You.

I want a trouble-maker for a lover, Blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame, Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate, Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.