“Thankfulness brings you to the place where the Beloved lives.”

The cure for pain is in the pain.

Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?

I searched for God and found only myself. I searched for myself and found only God.

In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances.

The rose’s rarest essence lives in the thorns.

Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.

Travel brings power and love back into your life.

All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.

Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.

These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.

You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?

Love said to me, there is nothing that is not me. Be silent.

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.

Woman is the light of God.

What you seek is seeking you.

I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.

Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that’s the inheritor of our fear.

Cry, the beloved country, these things are not yet at an end.

They were soon to emigrate to Canada, and the aerial ride was meant to be a last view of their beloved England.

I’m my beloved’s and my beloved is mine.

If you wish to find Love, don’t look for the object of love but rather for the source of love. There you will find the Beloved.

In mutual love the lover not only wants the happiness of his beloved; but has an eye towards his own happiness also.

The Beloved is inside you and also inside me. You know the tree is hidden inside the seed. Let your arrogance go. None of us has gone far. Inside love there is more power than we realize.

Listen to me brother! bring the vision of the Beloved in your heart.