Land of the rising sun

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

A man is insensible to the relish of prosperity &#39;til he has tasted adversity.

I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: &#39;You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.&#39;

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.