Beyond ideas, there's a field. Will you meet me there?

Nightingales are put in cages because their songs give pleasure. Whoever heard of keeping a crow?

Show me anger and I will show you 'Hurt'. Show me hurt and I will show you 'Love'. Peel the layers if you care!

Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself; for in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue.

Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.

Don't be the rider who gallops all nightand never sees the horse that is beneath him

We often need to be refreshed.