The Waterwheel Accepts Water And Turns And

Those Loves Which Are For The Sake Of A Colour Are Not Love. In The End They Are A Disgrace.

We Are Even Higher Than The Heavens, We Are Greater Than Angels; Why Should We Not Transcend Both? Our Lodging-place Is Majesty.

The Ocean Of The Body Crashes Against The Ocean Of The Heart. Between Them Is A Barrier They Cannot Cross.

I Want To Be Where Your Bare Foot Walks, Because Maybe Before You Step, You'll Look At The Ground. I Want That Blessing

I Am So Happy, I Cannot Be Contained In The World; But Like A Spirit, I Am Hidden From The Eyes Of The World.