Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains...
Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!
If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill let yourself fall ill.
All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.