You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?

What a relief to be empty! Then God can live your life.

Know that the outward form passes away, but the world of reality remains forever. How long will you play at loving the shape of the jug? Leave the jug; go, seek the water!

Then outwardly you are the small universe! Then inwardly you are the great universe.

Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.

Learn to recognize the false dawn from the true; distinguish the color of the wine from the color of the cup. Then it may be that patience and time may produce, out of the spectrum-viewing sight, true vision, and you will behold colors other than these mortal hues, you will see pearls instead of stones. Pearls, did I say? Nay more, you will become a sea, you will become a sun traveling the sky.

Love is an emerald. Its brilliant light wards off dragons On this treacherous path.