People who repress desires often turn, suddenly, into hypocrites.

Woman is the light of God.

I love myself...I love you. I love you...I love myself.

Rush out in the rain to be soaked with the sky.

What? Are you still pretending you are separate from the Beloved?

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

My souls sits in silence, and then asks again, where are you in all of this?