When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.
Don't turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.
Every prophet and every saint has a way, But all lead to God. All ways are really one.
There are many ways to the Divine. I have chosen the ways of song, dance, and laughter.
If all the harps in the world were burned down, still inside the heart there will be hidden music playing.
The satiated person and the hungry one do not see the same thing when they look upon a loaf of bread.