朝阳之地

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

The best loved by God are those that are rich, yet have the humility of the poor, and those that are poor and have the magnanimity of the rich.

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

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

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;

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.