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

Christ could be born a thousand times in Bethlehem - but all in vain until He is born in me.

Nothing can throw thee into the infernal abyss so much as this detested word - heed well! - this mine and thine.

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

Love is difficult, because loving is not enough: We must, like God, ourselves be Love.

Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now?

The one awakened liberated sees all things as one unseparated.