No One Can Tell If I’m Laughing

There Is No Worse Sickness For The Soul, O You Who Are Proud, Than This Pretense Of Perfection.

Love Rests On No Foundation. It Is An Endless Ocean, With No Beginning Or End.

Poetry Can Be Dangerous, Especially Beautiful Poetry, Because It Gives The Illusion Of Having Had The Experience Without Actually Going Through It.

Whether You Love God Or You Love A Human Being, If You Love Enough You Will Come Into The Presence Of Love Itself.

Let Go Of Your Worries Let Go Of Your Worries And Be Completely Clear-hearted, Like The Face Of A Mirror That Contains No Images. If You Want A Clear Mirror, Behold Yourself And See The Shameless Truth, Which The Mirror Reflects. If Metal Can Be Polished To A Mirror-like Finish, What Polishing Might The Mirror Of The Heart Require? Between The Mirror And The Heart Is This Single Difference: The Heart Conceals Secrets, While The Mirror Does Not.