-
“I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.”
-
“In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.”
-
“I said, “I just want to know you and then disappear.†She said, “Knowing me does not mean dying.”
-
“I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress - When by my dying did I ever grow less.”
-
-
“Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Don't argue or answer rationally. Let us die, and dying, reply.”
