How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now.

When someone is counting out gold for you, don't look at your hands, or the gold. Look at the giver.

For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself. From within, I couldn't decide what to do. Unable to see, I heard my name being called. Then I walked outside.

Dance, and make joyous the love around you. Dance, and your veils which hide the Light shall swirl in a heap at your feet.

The world is nothing but a moment.

Your eyelashes will write on my heart the poem that could never come from the pen of a poet.

When your love contracts in anger, the atmosphere itself feels threatening. But when you’re expansive, no matter what the weather, you’re in an open, windy field with friends.