“Within the body there is played Music unending, though without stringed instruments That music of the Word pervades the entire creation Who listens to it is freed from all illusion.”

For millions of years you have slept. This morning, will you not wake?

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman. There is not even a rope to tow the boat, and no one to pull it. There is no earth, no sky, no time, no thing, no shore, no ford!

Listen, my friend. He who loves understands.

If you make love with the divine now, in the next life you will have the face of satisfied desire.

Lift the veil that obscures the heart, and there you will find what you are looking for.

The world will die, but I shall not die.If God dies, then I will die;If he does not die, then why should I die?

But if a mirror ever makes you sad you should know that it does not know you.

Do what you do with another human being, but never put them out of your heart.

Admire the diamond that can bear the hits of a hammer. Many deceptive preachers, when critically examined, turn out to be false.

Seeking Why run around sprinkling holy water? There’s an ocean inside you, and when you’re ready you’ll drink.

God, provide me with enough sustenance that my family is taken care of, that neither I remain hungry, nor does my guest go unfed.

The purpose of labor is to learn; when you know it, the labor is over.

The Lord is in me, the Lord is in you,as life is in every seed, put false pride away and seek the Lord within.

What is a holy person? The one who is aware of others’ suffering.

My heart is so intoxicated with love that I have no wish to speak.

Many have died; you also will die. The drum of death is being beaten. The world has fallen in love with a dream. Only sayings of the wise will remain.

It would be wrong to say that the soul is an illusion or an ideological effect. On the contrary, it exists, it has a reality.

Tied to worldly illusions, our sight is but a painted vision.

Fear not the devil’s darkness which you thought of as moonlight, Fear not, the waves knotted within your heart, which crashes onto your eyes waterline, there? Yes there! In that illusion exists you.

Truth always rests with the minority, and the minority is always stronger than the majority, because the minority is generally formed by those who really have an opinion, while the strength of a majority is illusory.

I suppose therefore that all things I see are illusions; I believe that nothing has ever existed of everything my lying memory tells me.

Perfect was sick of being called an “illusion” so it refined itself to “Loving You”. -Glories with you.

You tell me its going to be okay, tell me, is it really what you believe? Or is it a mere illusion you continue to paint for me.

Time isn’t precious at all, because it is an illusion.