Whatever lifts the corners of your mouth, trust that

If you don't try to fly and so break yourself apart, you will be broken open by death, when it's too late for all you could become.

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.

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

I said to the night, "If you are in love with the moon, it is because you never stay for long." The night turned to me and said, "It is not my fault. I never see the Sun, how can I know that love is endless?

There is some kiss we want with the whole of our lives.

My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless.