The angels are a strange genus: they are precisely what they are and cannot be anything else. They are in themselves soulless beings who represent nothing but the thoughts and intuitions of their Lord.

The world will ask you who you are, and if you don't know, the world will tell you.

Mistakes are, after all, the foundations of truth, and if a man does not know what a thing is, it is at least an increase in knowledge if he knows what it is not.

Man is the mirror God holds up to himself, the sense organ with which he apprehends his being.

Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual's conscious life, the blacker and denser it is. At all counts, it forms an unconscious snag, thwarting our most well-meant intentions.

Your vision will be clearer only when you manage to see within your heart.

We have forgotten the age-old fact that God speaks chiefly through dreams and visions.