Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light.

There is a fountain inside you. Don't walk around with an empty bucket.

Judge the moth by the beauty of the candle

And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?

The friend who knows a lot more than you do will bring difficulties, and grief, and sickness, as medicine, as happiness, as the essence of the moment when you're beaten when you hear Checkmate, and can finally say, I trust you to kill me.

Behead yourself!... Dissolve your whole body into Vision: become seeing, seeing, seeing!

What a relief to be empty! Then God can live your life.