The Love Religion Is All That Is

The Sweetness And Delights Of The Resting-place Are In Proportion To The Pain Endured On The Journey. Only When You Suffer The Pangs And Tribulations Of Exile Will You Truly Enjoy Your Homecoming.

The Ground Submits To The Sky And Suffers Whatever Comes. Tell Me, Is The Earth Worse For Giving In Like That?

Don't Insist On Going Where You Think You Want To Go. Ask The Way To The Spring.

A Little While Alone In Your Room Will Prove More Valuable Than Anything Else That Could Ever Be Given You.

The One Who Has A Good Friend Doesn't Need Any Mirror.