A man or a woman is said to be absorbed when the water has total control of him, and he no control of the water. A swimmer moves around willfully. An absorbed being has no will but the water's going. Any word or act is not really personal, but the way the water has of speaking or doing. As when you hear a voice coming out of a wall, and you know that it's not the wall talking, but someone inside, or perhaps someone outside echoing off the wall. Saints are like that. They've achieved the condition of a wall, or a door.

All language is a longing for home.

Kill the cow of your ego as quickly as you can, so that your inner spirit can come to life and attain true awareness.

Don't seek the water; get thirst.

On the way there is no harder pass than this: fortunate is he who does not carry envy as a companion.

A lover is always accused of something. But when he finds his love, whatever was lost in the looking comes back completely changed.

Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else.