If on any given day you don't cry from rejoicing in the beauty of the world, then you have not lived that day.

Life is a concept, like the “universe", that expands as soon as we reach what we think is its edge.

May we always see life through love-coloured glasses.

Name and form are simply illusions of separation. Love doesn’t make us blind; rather, it erases the illusions so we can see clearly.

We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives love lives?

To love is to finally live.

The reason for the past is only revealed in the future.

Forget your voice, sing!Forget your feet, dance!Forget your life, live!Forget yourself and be!

If you write then you are reborn because by writing about the moment, you can relive it for a second time.