“Hear this if you can:If you want to reach himYou have to go beyond yourselfAnd when you finally arrive at the land of absenceBe silentDon’t say a thingEcstasy, not words, is the language spoken there”

“The ear participates, and helps arrange marriages;the eye has already made love with what it sees.The eye knows pleasure, delights in the body's shape:the ear hears words that talk about all this.When hearing takes place, character areas change;but when you see, inner areas change.If all you know about fire is what you have heardsee if the fire will agree to cook you!Certain energies come only when you burn.If you long for belief, sit down in the fire!When the ear receives subtly; it turns into an eye.But if words do not reach the ear in the chest, nothing happens.”

“You must ask for what you really want. / Don't go back to sleep. / The dooris round and open. / Don't go back to sleep.”

“You are an ocean in a drop of dew,all the universes in a thin sack of blood.What are these pleasures then,these joys, these worldsthat you keep reaching for,hoping they will make you more alive?”

“You try to be faithfulAnd sometimes you're cruel.You are mine. Then, you leave.Without you, I can't cope.And when you take the lead,I become your footstep.Your absence leaves a void.Without you, I can't cope.You have disturbed my sleep,You have wrecked my image.You have set me apart.Without you, I can't cope.”

“I want to see you.Know your voice.Recognize you when youfirst come 'round the corner.Sense your scent when I come into a room you've just left.Know the lift of your heel,the glide of your foot.Become familiar with the way you purse your lipsthen let them part, just the slightest bit,when I lean in to your spaceand kiss you.I want to know the joy of how you whisper "more”

“But listen to me. For one momentquit being sad. Hear blessingsdropping their blossomsaround you.”