“Lovers find secret placesinside this violent worldwhere they make transactions with beauty.”

“To Love is to be God.Never will a Lover's chest feel any sorrow.Never will a Lover's robe be touched by mortals.Never will a Lover's body be found buried in the earth.To Love is to be God.”

“Lovers move like lightning and wind.No contest.Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and belovedpull themselves into each other.”

“When the rose is gone and the garden fadedyou will no longer hear the nightingale's song.The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing.If love withholds its strengthening care,the lover is left like a bird without care,the lover is left like a bird without wings.How will I be awake and awareif the light of the Beloved is absent?Love wills that this Word be brought forth.”

“In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances”

“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.”

“You are a lover of your own experience ... not of me ... you turn to me to feel ur own emotion”