Land of the rising sun

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

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

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

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

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

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don&#39;t give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

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;

An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.