Let what comes come, let what goes go.

Engage yourself in the living present. The future will take care of itself.

Grace is always present. You imagine it as something high in the sky, far away, something that has to descend. It is really inside you, in your heart. When the mind rests in its source, grace rushes forth, sprouting as from a spring within you.

That alone is Real which exists by itself, which reveals itself by itself and which is eternal and unchanging.

The enemy hates the ego, which the seeker wants to kill; thus, like the anvil to the goldsmith, he is actually a friend.

Having set one's family in consonance with the community, he should make his family prosperous to ensure the prosperity of the community.

Aim high, aim at the highest, and all lower aims are thereby achieved. It is looking below on the stormy sea of differences that makes you sink. Look up, beyond these and see the One Glorious Real, and you are saved.