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

Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.

But meditate now on steadfastness and clarity, and let those be the wings that lift and soar through the celestial spheres.

Don't allow your animal nature to rule your reason.

Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.

Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.

Live life as if its rigged in your favor.