How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!

Love is simply creation's greatest joy.

An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'

People say that the soul, on hearing the song of creation, entered the body, but in reality the soul itself was the song.

Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.

What do sad people have in common? It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a strange wail and worship. What is the beginning of Happiness? It is to stop being so religious like that.