Belief and disbelief have divided humankind into so many sects, blinding its eyes to the vision of the Oneness of all Life.
The soul is covered by a thousand veils.
Music seems to be the bridge over the gulf between form and the formless.
There should be balance in all our actions; to be either extreme or lukewarm is equally bad.
Love that ends is the shadow of love; true love is without beginning or end.
A master sees the bad in the good, and the good in the bad.