Heart is a sea, language is the shore. Whatever is in a sea hits the shore.
The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.
Not the ones speaking the same language, but the ones sharing the same feeling understand each other.
Speak a new language so that the world will be a new world.
Speak any language, Turkish, Greek, Persian, Arabic, but always speak with love
In love’s country, language doesn’t have its place. Love is mute.
Hear this if you can: If you want to reach him You have to go beyond yourself And when you finally arrive at the land of absence Be silent Don’t say a thing Ecstasy, not words, is the language spoken there
Speak with the language of love.
Close the language-door, and open the love-window
All language is a longing for home.
Love will find its way through all languages on its own.
Love is language that cannot be said, or heard.
Empathy is even better than talking in one language
