Whatever we treasure for ourselves separates us from others; our possessions are our limitations.

If you allow your mind to carp at all and sundry, it will turn against itself: the majority of our sorrows are self-inflicted.

We live in the world when we love it.

We are like newborn children, Our power is the power to grow.

God is neither manifest nor hidden; He is neither revealed nor unrevealed; there are no words to tell that which He is. He is without form, without quality, without decay.

I am ashamed of my emptiness," said the Word to the Work. "I know how poor I am when I see you," said the Work to the Word.

that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.