Holy persons draw to themselves all that is earthly.

Every creature is a glittering, glistening mirror of Divinity.

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

The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions.

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.

A human being is a vessel that God has built for himself and filled with his inspiration so that his works are perfected in it.

Humanity, take a good look at yourself. Inside, you’ve got heaven and earth, and all of creation. You’re a world—everything is hidden in you.