“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.”

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

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

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

“A Mixed-breed Apple"A little mixed-breed apple,half red, half yellow, tells this story.A lover and beloved get separated.Their being apart was one thing,but they have opposite responses.The lover feels pain and grows pale.The beloved flushes and feels proud.I am a thorn next to my master's rose.We seem to be two, but we are not.”