He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyes and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.

A lamp can only light another lamp when it continues to burn in its own flame.

God finds himself by creating.

Faith is a bird that can see the light when it is dawn and starts singing in the dark.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.

Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness

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.