Know that the mirror of the heart is boundless. . . Here, opinions become silent, otherwise they will lead you into errors. . . for the heart is sacred - even more the heart is sacredness itself.

I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.

Your mind, this globe of awareness, is a starry universe. When you push off with your foot, a thousand new roads become clear.

Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.

You are the Truth from foot to brow. Now, what else would you like to know?

My friend, you thought you lost Him; that all your life you've been separated from Him. Filled with wonder, you've always looked outside for Him, and haven't searched within your own house.

We should ask God to help us toward manners. Inner gifts do not find their way to creatures without just respect.