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.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

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

We could do ourselves a tremendous favor by letting go of the people who poison our spirit.

It doesn't take a lot of strength to hang on. It takes a lot of strength to let go.

If you want to fly on the sky, you need to leave the earth. If you want to move forward, you need to let go the past that drags you down.