for whatever we lose (like a you or a me) / it's always ourselves we find in the sea

Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.

lovers alone wear sunlight.

I don't know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all the roses.

Be of love (a little) more careful than of anything.

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star...