A shadow cannot ignore the sun that all day creates and moves it.
And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be, Without your love's security?
We should ask God to help us toward manners. Inner gifts do not find their way to creatures without just respect.
Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
Drink from the presence of saints, not from those other jars.
If you look too closely at the form, you miss the Essence.