“You have no choice. You must leave your ego on the doorstep before you enter love.”

“Lisbon, to me, is the Lisbon of Pessoa. Just like London is Woolfs, or rather, Mrs. Dalloways. Barcelona is Gaud's and Rome is da Vincis. You see them in every crevice and hear their echoes in ever...”

“I dont want to be remembered for my work. I want to be remembered for my love.”

“This is a day of celebration!Today, we are divorcing the pastand marrying the present.Dance,and you will find Godin every room.Today, we are divorcing resentmentand marrying forgiveness.Sing,and Go...”

“You know how it goes:at some point in your life, you fell in love with someone and had a glimpse of God.Then you abandoned life and loverand started celebratingyour love for God.”

“Of course, I am religious.I worship love.”

“I dont want to be remembered for my work. I want to be remembered for my love.”

“Name and form are simply illusions of separation. Love doesnt make us blind; rather, it erases the illusions so we can see clearly.”

“Love isnt blind. Maybe we are all born blind and love finally gives us sight.”

“A basket of ripe fruit is holier than any prayer book.”

“People who want to climb mountains just like taking metaphors for real. So when I say I could murder for a mangosteen, I hope you dont think Im going to go out and do that.”

“In the sacred season, we shall harvest the ripen fruit.”