
To say that death opposes life is just the same as you would say you live the absolute truth.

Could there ever be a wise man without the wisdom or life or without the death of illusion?

Who prays at help in the Illusion of his Life does not understand that his only aid is death

The leaves of hopes which have destined words in the body of the thought have settled to the ground. This is the world.

Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion.

Your soul fountain will never drain until the instant of eternity will halt before it to drink the water of death.

To believe in what you don't know is as true as to believe in what you do know as long as life is an illusion.

I can never feel that the Illusion of Life is a truth as long as any illusion reflects unreality; however, even an untruth is a truth in its turn.

There is no longer waiting for anyone, but for death.

To be beyond yourself is the gate to wisdom.

Nothing can be more painful than the cry of the word which gave us the inspiration to dream of love.

Not the measure of words is necessary, but their meaning.

Do not expect peace with the enemy whose worth you do not recognize.

Was there ever something not known before it was recognized?

Who can believe in illusion even if we all live the Illusion of Life?

One will never find in the waterfall of sights anything else than the Illusion of Life, which falls in torrents on the granite rocks of the souls.

Man's life is knowledge and that's all. If the Man didn't knew life he didn't exist.

Nobody can open the gates of death without closing them again after him.

Just the inexplicable wants to be understood within the nonsense of emptiness that belongs to this world of illusion.

Why is man the being who won in the world of emptiness, dethroning all animal species? For he is closest to the perfection of emptiness.

What can we do without pain in front of happiness?

Who can know the absolute truth of illusion or emptiness? That is why we feel the fulfilled sense of this world.

You can just be your self's stranger, never its friend, because you are mortal and it is immortal!

However much we would adore the past it will forever die in the future with us.

To be is the greatest paradox of life facing death.

Love, I know you before all times!

The one who did not understood that his time's root supports his life tree was born in vain.

How many minutes will still die in the swamp of your illusion of being human?

What clouds may wet the gaze without hope of emptiness within us?

Can I tell from the twilight from which the world is built that I am a sunrise in this life?

Who has chosen this kind world for us and why?

We cannot conceive death as anything else than the afterlife because we cannot comprehend death unless we live.

The dawn of beauty always comes after night.

The meaning of the words is necessary and not their extent.

How many truths pass wrecking through the Illusion of Life, but none of them is an absolute truth therefore the real truth!

Of how much light will my destiny's eyes have to become aware until it will come true in death?

Do not be to yourself more that God may be to you.

We live behind the closed doors of our own destiny.

I have reached this world's dreams harbor as devoid of truth as any other soul that dreams it lives through knowledge.

We are in the world where the longing mountains are the most grounded.

Have you ever been further away than yourself? Where?

There isn't a God more real and truer than the God of your knowledge.

What distances can be explored without God?

Where I will find peace other than in oblivion?

Where does the world's zephyr strike from the view which let you to live the eternal moment of love other than in the Divine Light of sight?

Without the absolute truth, to know the truth value of our own existence is beyond our strengths/limits/possibilities.

Believing in what you don't know is as true as believing in what you know as long as your life is just an illusion.

Has anyone succeeded in being his own desire?

We will never be more than we are meant to be!

Knowing the sin in this world's grandest depravity.

No one can surely know what knowledge is without the presence of truth.

Loneliness is the standard that separates life from death.

How much soul can include the self-salvation of sin?

We are born more dead than when we die after we have searched death through the storm of the instants of our entire life.