Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.

A SEEING eye is better than three hundred blind men's: The eye can distinguish pearls from pebbles.

Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give.

I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way. Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

Those who don't feel this love pulling them like a river, those who don't drink dawn like a cup of springwater or take in sunset like a supper, those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

My longing for you keeps me in this moment My passion gives me courage

Let lovers be crazy, disgraceful and wild Those who fret about such things Aren’t in love.