There Are Many Ways To The Divine.

Feeling Lonely And Ignoble Indicates That You Haven't Been Patient.

I Open And Fill With Love And What Is Not Love ... Evaporates!

I Drank That Wine Of Which The Soul Is Its Vessel. Its Ecstasy Has Stolen My Intellect Away. A Light Came And Kindled A Flame In The Depth Of My Soul. A Light So Radiant That The Sun Orbits Around It Like A Butterfly.

When Love Itself Comes To Kiss You, Don't Hold Back!

Someone Who Goes With A Half A Loaf Of Bread To A Small Place That Fits Like A Nest Around Him, Someone Who Wants No More, Who Is Not Himself Longed For By Anyone Else. He Is A Letter To Everyone. You Open It. It Says, Live.