And watch two men washing clothes, one makes dry clothes wet. The other makes wet clothes dry. they seem to be thwarting each other, but their work is a perfect harmony. Every holy person seems to have a different doctrine and practice, but there's really only one work.

In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.

I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that One steps near and begins to speak.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

I am not from east or west not up from the ground or out of the ocean my place is placeless a trace of the traceless I belong to the beloved

I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life.

You must ask for what you really want.