Land of the rising sun

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.

A man is insensible to the relish of prosperity &#39;til he has tasted adversity.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

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

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;

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

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

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.