Reason is like an officer when the king appears. The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shadow cast by God; God is the sun.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise. Whoever feels himself walking on the path, and refuses to praise--that man or woman steals from others every day--is a shoplifter! The sun became full of light when it got hold of itself. Angels only began shining when they achieved discipline. The sun goes out whenever the cloud of not-praising comes. The moment the foolish angel felt insolent, he heard the door close.

My souls sits in silence, and then asks again, where are you in all of this?

I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars.

All language is a longing for home.

Look past your thoughts, so you may drink the pure nectar of This Moment.

In the Friend-place nothing true can be said. Let Me Just Be Here.