Paradise is surrounded by what we dislike; the fires of hell are surrounded by what we desire.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Is it really so that the one I love is everywhere?
One of the marvels of the world: The sight of a soul sitting in prison with the key in its hand.
One day you will take me completely out of myself, I'll do what the angels cannot do. Your eyelash will write on my cheek the poem that hasn't been thought of.
When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.