The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.

If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.

Know, therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return... Forget not that I shall come back to you... A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atoms.

I discovered the secret of the sea in meditation upon a dewdrop.

You are far, far greater than you know - and all is well.

The heart's affections are divided like the branches of the cedar tree; if the tree loses one strong branch; it will suffer but it does not die; it will pour all its vitality into the next branch so that it will grow and fill the empty place.