When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

From the Distance You only See My Light; Come closer and You will Know that I Am You.

I died as a mineral and became a plant, I died as a plant and rose to animal, I died as an animal and I was Man. Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?

We rarely hear the inward music, but we're all dancing to it nevertheless.

Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call.

I don't want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.

I am so close, I may look distant.