Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise. Whoever feels himself walking on the path, and refuses to praise--that man or woman steals from others every day--is a shoplifter! The sun became full of light when it got hold of itself. Angels only began shining when they achieved discipline. The sun goes out whenever the cloud of not-praising comes. The moment the foolish angel felt insolent, he heard the door close.

Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?

Till man destroys "self" he is no true friend of God.

Whatever purifies you is the right path, I will not try to define it.

Love is the sea where intellect drowns.

Tend to your vital heart, and all that you worry about will be solved.

The soul has been given its own ears to hear things mind does not understand.