I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.

Be silent. That heart speaks without tongue or lips.

Don't run away from grief, o’ soul/ Look for the remedy inside the pain/ because the rose came from the thorn/ and the ruby came from a stone.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses.

On this path let the heart be your guide.

Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.