I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such rush? We sense that there is some sort of spirit that loves birds and animals and the ants- perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you in your mother's womb. Is it logical you would be walking around entirely orphaned now? The truth is you turned away yourself, and decided to go into the dark alone. Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten what you once knew, and that's why everything you do has some weird sense of failure in it.

Listen to the secret sound, the real sound, which is inside you. The one no one talks of speaks the secret sound to himself, and he is the one who has made it all.

Be strong then, and enter into your own body; there you have a solid place for your feet.

Lift the veil that obscures the heart, and there you will find what you are looking for.

The instruction of the foolish is a waste of knowledge; soap cannot wash charcoal white.

It is the spirit of the quest which helps

The flute of the infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love.