The echo mocks her origin to prove she is the original.

We are hidden in ourselves, like a truth hidden in isolated facts. When we know that this One in us is One in all, then our truth is revealed.

Our responsibility is no longer to acquire, but to BE.

Poems On Love Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty. Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom. Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it. Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

The greatest distance in this World is not that between living and death, it is when I am just before you, and you don't know that I Love You.

When you have once taken up a responsibility, you must see it through.

Let my doing nothing when I have nothing to do, become untroubled in its depth of peace, like the evening in the seashore when the water is silent.