Every object, every being...is a jar full of delight.
The soul lives there in the silent breath.
What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs.
Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
You are an ocean in a drop of dew, all the universes in a thin sack of blood. What are these pleasures then, these joys, these worlds that you keep reaching for, hoping they will make you more alive?
I cannot sleep in your presence In your absence, tears prevent me you watch me my beloved on each sleepiness night and Only you see the difference