In The Desire Of The One To

I Have Been So Naughted In Thy Love's Existence That My Nonexistence Is A Thousand Times Sweeter Than My Existence

Like A Sculptor, If Necessary, Carve A Friend Out Of Stone. Realize That Your Inner Sight Is Blind And Try To See A Treasure In Everyone.

I Know You're Tired But Come, This Is The Way.

Reality Is Blocked By Form And Image.

Lovers Think They Are Looking For Each Other, But There Is Only One Search: Wandering This World Is Wandering That, Both Inside One Transparent Sky. In Here There Is No Dogma And No Heresy.