Land of the rising sun

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don&#39;t finally meet somewhere. They&#39;re in each other all along.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

When the belly is empty, the body becomes spirit; and when it is full, the spirit becomes body.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

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.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.