The teacher gives not of his wisdom, but rather of his faith and lovingness.

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.

And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Wit is often a mask. If you tear it you will find either genius irritated or cleverness juggling.

There are those who give little of the much which they have - and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.

Extreme torture is mute, and so we sat silent, petrified, like columns of marble buried under the sand of an earthquake. Neither wished to listen to the other because our heart-threads had become weak and even breathing would have broken them.

I had a second birth when my soul and my body loved one another and were married.