Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Start now.
What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality.
However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.
The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.
Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.
I have come to drag you out of yourself and take you into my heart. I have come to bring out the beauty you never knew you had, and lift you like a prayer to the sky.