The word stands for the body, but the symphony stands for the spirit.

I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.

A person who lacks the verdancy of justice is dry, totally without tender goodness, totally without illuminating virtue.

Everything that is in the heavens, on earth, and under the earth is penetrated with connectedness, penetrated with relatedness.

The marvels of God are not brought forth from one's self. Rather, it is more like a chord, a sound that is played. The tone does not come out of the chord itself, but rather, through the touch of the musician. I am, of course, the lyre and harp of God's kindness.

The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions.

These visions which I saw were not in sleep nor in dreams, nor in my imagination nor by bodily eyes or outward ears nor in a hidden place; but in watching, aware with the pure eyes of the mind and inner ear of the heart.