Where There Is Ruin, There

Let Your Teacher Be Love Itself.

A White Flower Grows In The Quietness. Let Your Tongue Become That Flower.

Your Earthly Lover Can Be Charming And Coquettish But Never Very Faithful. The True Lover Is The One Who On Your Final Day Opens A Thousand Doors.

I Came To This Earth So That I Could Find My Way Back To My Beloved.

You Are The Drop,and The Ocean You Are Kindness,you Are Anger, You Are Sweetness,you Are Poison. Do Not Make Me More Disheartened. You Are The Chamber Of The Sun, You Are The Abode Of Venus, You Are The Garden Of All Hope. Oh, Beloved, Let Me Enter.