Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
In every religion there is love, yet love has no religion.
There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.
I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
In your light I learn how to love.
What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.
The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.
Your longing for ME is my message to you, All your attempts to reach ME, Are in reality MY attempts to reach you.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
If you want to fly, you have to give up the things that weigh you down.
Change happens when the pain of staying the same is greater than the pain of change.
Happiness is a state of mind. It’s just according to the way you look at things.
Compassion is to look beyond your own pain, to see the pain of others.
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.
Later that night, I held an atlas on my lap, ran my fingers across the whole world, and whispered, ‘where does it hurt?’ It answered, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.
Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.
You can close your eyes to the things you don’t want to see, but you can’t close your heart to the things you don’t want to feel.
My pain may be the reason for somebody’s laugh. But my laugh must never be the reason for somebody’s pain.
The true beauty of music is that it connects people.