I do not feel like writing verses; but as I light my perfume burner with myrrh and jasmine incense, they suddenly burgeon from my heart, like flowers in a garden.

We have not come here to take prisoners But to surrender ever more deeply To freedom and joy.

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

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.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me that I can no longer call myself a man, a woman, an angel, or even a pure Soul. Love has befriended me so completely it has turned to ash and freed me of every concept and image my mind has ever known.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.

In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone.