“The heart is that without which you would not be you, your, how you say… essence, that which is real, which does not change. The essence of honey is sweetness, yes? Its heart is sweet. The essence of self is love, more pure than the purest honey. The essence is the heart, the innermost, beyond which there is no whicher. It knows not the future, nor the past. It knows the eternal now alone. It is complete.”
Book:Lightning Seeds