The soul is here for its own joy.

Love so needs to love that it will endure almost anything, even abuse, just to flicker for a moment. But the sky's mouth is kind, its song will never hurt you, for I sing those words.

Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose.

Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him.

Whenever we manage to love without expectations, calculations, negotiations, we are indeed in heaven.

My dear soul, flee from the worthless, stay close only to those with a pure heart. Like attracts like. A crow will lead you to the graveyard, a parrot to a lump of sugar.

Last night I learned how to be a lover of God. To live in this world and call nothing my own.