The Rose which here on earth is now perceived by me, has blossomed thus in god from all eternity.

What is outside yourself does not convey much worth; Clothes do not make the man, the saddle not the horse.

We keep so busy talking we are so keen to act that we forget that in the heart lies all we need untapped, intact.

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

I am like God and God like me. I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot above me nor I beneath him be.

A monk asks:Is there anything more miraculous than the wonders of nature?The master answers:Yes, your awareness of the wonders of nature.

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