Dare to declare who you are. It is not far from the shores of silence to the boundaries of speech. The path is not long, but the way is deep. You must not only walk there, you must be prepared to leap.

All of creation is a song of praise to God.

When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music. They live as they are sung, for the words are the body and the music the spirit.

When a woman is making love with a man, a sense of heat in her brain, which brings forth with it sensual delight, communicates the taste of that delight during the act and summons forth the emission of the man's seed. And when the seed has fallen into its place, that vehement heat descending from her brain draws the seed to itself and holds it, and soon the woman's sexual organs contract and all parts that are ready to open up during the time of menstruation now close, in the same way as a strong man can hold something enclosed in his fist.

Every element has a sound, an original sound from the order of God; all those sounds unite like the harmony from harps and zithers.

Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.

You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.