Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.
In your light I learn how to love.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky
Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not here, I can't go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.
Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.
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