There is no shortage of beautiful people in this world. What use is your beauty to me? Your beautiful hair, your beautiful eyes and legs? I will only speak of your beauty if your beautiful soul shines light on it, for I am blind to that other beauty. What use is your hair, eyes, and legs to me when I am the seeking the light within.
Reading poetry is like undressing before a bath. You don't undress out of fear that your clothes will become wet. You undress because you want the water to touch you. You want to completely immerse yourself in the feeling of the water and to emerge anew.
Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.
Do not give them a candle to light the way, teach them how to make fire instead. That is the meaning of enlightenment.
Forget your voice, sing! Forget your feet, dance! Forget your life, live! Forget yourself and be!