“Woman is the light of God.”

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.

What you seek is seeking you.

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

Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames

We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.

Thankfulness brings you to the place where the Beloved lives.

My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.