You are the drop,and the ocean you are kindness,you are anger, you are sweetness,you are poison. Do not make me more disheartened. you are the chamber of the sun, you are the abode of venus, you are the garden of all hope. Oh, Beloved, let me enter.

To me nothing in the world is as precious as a genuine smile, especially from a child.

Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.

Last night I learned how to be a lover of God. To live in this world and call nothing my own.

A lover is always accused of something. But when he finds his love, whatever was lost in the looking comes back completely changed.

Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.

Each moment contains a hundred messages from God.