Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.

The life of this world is nothing but the harmony of opposites

Shut your eyes so the heart may become your eye, and with that vision look upon another world. If you can step away from your need for self-approval, all that you do, top to bottom, will be approved.

Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.

When setting out on a journey do not seek advice from someone who never left home

Love itself describes its own perfection. Be speechless and listen.

For the thirst to possess your love, Is worth my blood a hundred times.