“When you are so full of sorrowthat you can't walk, can't cry anymore,think about the green foliage that sparkles afterthe rain. When the daylight exhausts you, whenyou hope a final night will cover the world,think about the awakening of a young child.”

“Why do you sell your wine, merchant?What can they give you in exchange for your wine? Money? … And what can money give you? Power? … Aren't you the owner of the world when you are holding a drink? Is anyone richer than you, who have gold in your cup, Rubies, Pearls, Dreams, and Love? Don't you feel the blood burning in your veins when the cup kisses your lips.”

“So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.”

“People talk about the Creator -But surely he didn't create man onlyto destroy him later! Because we are bad? Andwho's to blame for that? Or because we are beautiful?I can't make any sense of it.”

“Scholars really have nothing to teach you.But from the soft touch of the eyelashes ofa woman you will know all there is to know about happiness.Buy wine, take it toa secluded place and let it comfort you.”

“When you have plantedthe rose of Love into your heartyour life has not been in vain.”

“And do you think that unto such as youA maggot-minded, starved, fanatic crewGod gave a secret, and denied it me?Well, well—what matters it? Believe that, too!”