What a piece of bread looks like depends on whether you are hungry or not.
Stay in the spiritual fire. Let it cook you.
Innumerable changes of moods are yours, and they are uncontrolled by you. If you knew their origin, you would be able to dominate them. If you cannot localize your own changes, how can you localize that which formed you?
From the Distance You only See My Light; Come closer and You will Know that I Am You.
Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.
This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.