“If the eye of the heart is open, in each atom there will be one hundred secrets”

When first you enter Wisdom’s sea, beware-A wave of indecision floods you there.

A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul – His dancing breaks beyond the mind’s control.

The fruit of love’s great tree is poverty; Whoever knows this knows humility.

Let love lead your soul. Make it a place to retire to, a kind of monastery cave, a retreat for the deepest core of your being.

The Sea Will be the Sea Whatever the drop’s philosophy.

Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse Of Self-exile, that still grows worse and worse, Yourselves would know that, though you see him not, He is with you this Moment, on this Spot.

This was no friendship, to forsake your friend, To promise your support and at the end Abandon him-this was sheer treachery. Friend follows friend to hell and blasphemy- When sorrow comes one’s true friends are found; In times of joy ten thousand gather round.

The ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with motes trapped in beams.

Man cannot change or escape his time. The eye sees the present and the future.

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.

I gave them hope, and so turned away their eyes from death.

Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.

You must see with eyes unclouded by hate. See the good in that which is evil, and the evil in that which is good. Pledge yourself to neither side, but vow instead to preserve the balance that exists between the two.

Danger gleams like sunshine to a brave man’s eyes.

Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.