If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.

Beware! Don't allow yourself to do what you know is wrong, relying on the thought, Later I will repent and ask God's forgiveness.

This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.

Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.

As you start to walk on the way, the way appears.

I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars.

If the house of the world is dark, Love will find a way to create windows.