It isn't bread that feeds you; it is life and the spirit that feed you through bread.

Don't think that some tomorrow you'll see God's Light. You see it now or err in darkest night.

God is a pure no-thing, concealed in now and here; the less you reach for him, the more he will appear.

Paradise is at your own center; unless you find it there, there is no way to enter.

A rose is but a rose, it blooms because it blooms; it thinks not of itself, nor asks if it is seen.

If Christ were born in Bethlehem a thousand times and not in thee thyself; then art thou lost eternally.

By the will art thou lost, by the will art thou found, by the will art thou free, captive, and bound.